Walking through the cold A blood stained knife in my hand The pain so intense. Death shall come to play. So many tears, fall upon the ground. Shadows walk, among my wounds High upon the hill. Destruction all around. The demons suck my life (away). the darkness over takes. The ravens fly about. (Picking) at my rotting flesh. The darkness all around. Wish I was dead. I shall remain,trapped among the worlds. No heaven or hell. This fucking world