Mors Principium Est

Finality

I feel the sickness starts to grow

Inside I bleed

My heart and lungs infected

With disease

Not much time to spare

Only pain will follow

I start to think what I have done

In history



I hear the blade keeps calling

Let it taste my skin

My veins once were filled with blood

So pure and red

Cut them all I tell you

Cut them deep and crush them

I want to feel it while I can

The agony



I am no one

For you, you see

My time is over

So fade away



The streets filled with people

No one saw or knew me

I start to think what I have done

In history

Not much time to spare

Before pain will follow

Now come and leave your farewells

For eternal dream