My words transform into a knife in your hand, shades drawn
And only takes a second to leave you bleeding on your lawn
The crack of dawn, light breaks, reveal the death on your face
My heart races as I take this life in my hands and break it
Motherfuckers make it, colors faded
Deal with what you made I ain’t nothing to be played with
A game, swift moving through your mind, myth
Proven throughout time
Like the last life of mine
Was taken from the start, you deface it like its bought
Everyone’s still acts like they’ve been living without a thought
So Rest In Piece to the deceased, I want to die, say the least
But it’s not over till its over and you’ll never kill the beast
Cause I’m alive and still I strive to show the world, when I die
That my resurrection will be salvation for the lost souls that never cry...
-The Keeper of Souls