I am floating in the air, blood upon this blade, I've had too much time on my hands, this after
Life is kind of a drag. I've been up for so long, my mind is playing tricks on me, even after my death, it seems like I can't run and hide from my own worst nightmares and fears
Why am I cursed to walk in this life all alone? I've looked up from the dirt, so many faces I've seen, so many faces around me, nothing but spit upon my grave
I can transform into anything, I keep trying to distract myself from this evil cloud that surrounds me
Nothing inside of my mind is safe anymore, I keep trying to make sense of my past, I've forgotten what it was like to be alive, my life didn't seem to matter at the time
I do remember the demons that live deep inside
My soul has come back to life, and it won't rest till the world realized how much I suffered inside during my lifetime
I wander the streets when the world is fast asleep, showing everyone this monster they have made of me
I hope to find peace one day, but this evil does nothing but haunt me
I'm just a shadow who follows endless pain and suffering
I'm hoping one day I get to live again, but I don't see this fate coming to a sudden close, I think I'm doomed to never exist again
Was I ever real in my past life, or was I just a ghost before my own death
I hope these questions will be answered with time
Every day this pain goes on stronger and I just want it to end
I think this might be another form of hell, forever on this lonely earth, surrounded by the aura of pain and suffering from all who did me wrong
I'm just a glowing ball of light, trying to find reasons why I still walk amongst this earth
Why I still walk among the living and stuck as a ghost, only to restore life into a brand new light.