+ Salvation Day +

The night had passed,
The morning had risen
It seemed so fast,
I was in a prison.

A prison of hate,
Combined with sorrow
The pain was too great,
The path..too narrow

Locked inside that cell,
of pain and hate
I'd try to get well,
but it was simply too late

I was far up the edge,
I couldn't see my feet
Then someone threw a ledge,
and told me to retreat

He touched my hand,
Trying to make it better
but i didn't understand,
So he wrote a letter

No point in fighting it
You know you're going to loose
no matter what path you choose
the fact remains
Death is the only ticket to salvation...

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