six feet dive.
This trip I am having has no end...
Till I take the six feet dive that is fated.
I'm never coming home,
I let myself go and leave it all behind.
With no road signs the road is coming to a dead end.
My finger on the trigger I shamelessly flirt with Lady death.
Her pale face the loveliest sight... so madly in love.
She loves me broken and ugly, she loves the real me.
To live this life was to love pain!
I fell for Lady Death and she can have me.
Blissful cry is missing in this picture...
I want my departure to be silent.
This world full of hurt... I shall grieve no more.
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Liga Stromberga
Dark poetry in my heart from the cradle to the grave.
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