Arakarathnock

Independent, alone at last, Sitting here as time shall pass. Crying out with all my pain, No one is listening, nothing to gain. A tear floats there upon my cheek, My suffering has reached its peak. All who say, "Time shall heal," Has never felt what I now feel. Loneliness consumes my heart, Taking away every new start. My soul will forever weep, Alone at last, this eternal sleep.

Keeper of souls bound to hell, Secrets they keep, now do tell. Tell of the ways they wish themselves free, When all there is to do is take the key. Ponder on this oh grateful one, Am I not your unholy son?

Sweet death come soon, lift me up beyond the moon. Take my pain and spare me more, sweet knife, my stomach gore. Free me now from this prison, no longer do I need a reason. If I should have one, it would be legit, and to hell with me if heaven does not admit.

I prayed for 3 but got 1 instead, I prayed for 9 and ended up dead. I prayed for 13 to make my wishes come true, Then I finally ended up with you

In the shadows of this hellish keep, My soul will forever weep. Crying out in all my pain, All my love it has been slain. Slain by the lies that you did weave, The very lies you made this eve. My heart has stopped, my love has died, All because you simply lied. Lying here in this hellish keep, My soul will forever weep.

Stop me from doing wrong, Hurry, quick, I don't have long. Some way, somehow, this pain needs to go, I need to tell you, I need you to know. Now, Run, Quick, Fast. I don't know how much longer I can last.

I warned you once to beware my wrath, Then you had to go get in my path. Now you're buried, six feet deep, And no one has yet come to weep.

In the darkness I do lay, Here I hide, from the day. The accursed light, That causes fright, And keeps me in this endless night.

In the darkness I dream of sleep, In the darkness I will forever weep. Eventually I shall die, Eventually I wont cry. Now I know my heart shall rend, Now I know my wounds won't mend. I know  now, this is the end.

Silken coat covers skin, Muscles flex the hunt begins, Years of primal instincts flare, As the hunter nears the hare. Alabaster teeth close tight, The prey lets out a scream of fright, Heart beat falters and breathing stops, The hunt is over as last blood drops.