The Song of Death *

Twisting,

Turning,

Pulling,

Pushing.

Plunge it in deeper,

And let it all spill out.

Sighing,

And dying.

Bleeding,

And relieving.

Plunge it in deeper,

And let it all spill out.

I try to resist,

But death calls me near.

Why do I want,

To stay by his side,

When he holds the knife,

That could take my life.

Plunge it in deeper,

And let it all spill out.

Kill me,

And thrill me.

See me,

Then be me.

Plunge it in deeper,

And let it all spill out.

Love me,

And cut me.

Heal me,

And seal me.

Plunge it in deeper,

And let it all spill out.

I am the reaper,

I am the seeker,

Plunge it in deeper,

And let it all spill out.