• Only in Pain
    This world only holds suffering
    No loves no hate just this empty ache
    Threes no happiness no tears no smiles
    Just the weak laughter of death
    As he goes by knocking on doors
    Searching waiting coming for his souls
    Sadly, for death there is no prey
    For those who dwell in this place never lived a day
    They have just gone by walking in the same place
    Unable to move forward to do anything through their pain
    It’s such a shame these people can’t breathe
    Nevertheless, that’s what happens when hurt is the only thing left of thee.
    When that sweet dull ache becomes the only thing, you need
    You’ll become an emotionless corpses just like me.