What would life be
Without me?
It'll be quieter, maybe happier
Everyday my life's future gets hazier
Each day I get a lot lazier
Why stay so alive?
I cannot even strive
I think I should die
I won't even try to lie
Cuz I kno it's true
I know my life is due
because of depression
I'll bring up some tension
I stand at Hell's gate
So I will not be late
For the feast he'll prepare
He wants me to be there
The feast is for my arrival
For him it is vital
that I am at the feast
I feel all the heat
Outside of the gate
I really hope I'm not late
Then they open......
