Almost dead

Last sale for this old life i curse and treat..
While scraping deals and dripping poisoned wine ,

Malign true evil waits my soul to get

With promises that u will love me at a time..

Im crazy.. too intoxicated and upset..

To hear the devils sing.. in perfect rhyme

Not dead enough.. not ready to forget..

But see theyr master laughing in decline.

Just lie to me!..dont wake me up!.. not yet!

And let my dream be real..like ur mine..

Id die thousand times with one regret,

Until my soul will stop and draw the line,

And ill forget u also..press reset.

Stare at the glass and lie myself im fine

Comparing its divine true emptiness with mine..