• rushing into a hospital room
    knowing about the impending doom
    i cant help but feel this hovering gloom
    as i enter the to-bright hospital room

    i face the knife that will take out my ill
    even though there is no posability that it will
    everything is hazy and hard to feel
    i feel a pull on my skin and this seems so sureal
    i hope that this knife cant kill

    my mind is so hazey
    i feel like the fuzzyness will drive my crazy
    this fog that hangs over me, so lazy
    still i cant feel the pain that usued to be blazing
    and its feeling that i am craveing
    when im under this knife i saw an angel
    and i feared that i was unwell
    is it that this angel fell?
    is it really a demon, here to drag me to hell?


    i realize
    to my surprise
    that its your face, that holds those eyes
    you, who stays and doesnt cringe ay my cries
    but i dont want to see her face when this not-angewl finaly dies...

    so ill live, just for you
    even though the world is cruel
    i will live this life anew
    and i will live it just for you