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You won't remember me till I'm six feet deep beneath your feet Just the way you always wanted, dead and fucking rotten Behind the blue haze lies an awful truth, a heart full of hate I lay before you a promise you must make End, slip the blade across my through Cease my existence Drown me in my own rage I can't be stopped As the crimson flows, the anger subsides, the heart rate slows A shallow breath of relief I feel so calm but the emptiness overwhelms me Each moment colder than the last My body goes limp, breaths become gasps These eyes no longer glow Skin white as snow The darkness surrounds me, bringing me closer to being at peace As my life leaves, my corpse shall rot Hell awaits me It is better to rule in hell, than to serve in heaven The pit opens wide, like an open maw, with fires burning bright As I'm dragged to the depths, the darkness within me brings forth my demons The pit polluted with the stench of death Each soul ensnared between the teeth of something monstrous That lay at wait within us all, aching to be fed once more The wrath I've harbored for so long has found its purpose Contorting me to a higher form