Shards Of Broken Glass

Here I Lay In Shards Of Broken Glass
Blood Is Dripping Down My Flesh
I Close My Eyes Waiting For My Death
While The Sheets Are Turning Red

The World Is Slowly Fading Away
My Thoughts Slowly Decay
All Alone In This Darkened Room
There Is Nothing Left To Do
I Remember The Good Old Days
But They Could Not Remain
If I Only Could Go Back
And Do It All Over Again

Here I Lay In Shards Of Broken Glass
Blood Is Dripping Down My Flesh
I Close My Eyes Waiting For My Death
While The Sheets Are Turning Red

Reflections Shine In My Sight
Memories Of A Lost Fight
All These Years Of Struggle And Pain
I See Them In These Stains
There Is A Shadow Standing There
In The Corner At The Stairs
The Reaper Has Come For Me
The Time Has Come To Be Free

Here I Lay In Shards Of Broken Glass
Blood Is Dripping Down My Flesh
I Close My Eyes Waiting For My Death
While The Sheets Are Turning Red