Mourn For The Living

You are not here you are Long gone

I did stumble yeah I did Fall upon

To the ground by the face for the test

With a storm in my head and pain In my chest 

My Eyes rift in the Balls dripping Alkaline

While you cherish the luxuries had the best wine

I fall short in-breath I died thousand death

All Dreams Slew My Life turned into a Macbeth

The Arrows of Thoughts Shooting me in the Head

I don't want to live the life I wished to be Dead

I mourn for the living who died inside me

I'm left Heartless I never intended to Be