One of my favorites I've writen.
Dying Out
"Can you feel the decadence? The Malevolent?
My heart, my soul, all against you.
My interface, not settled. Not here, not yet.
Nonexistent in me.
I won't collaberate, I'll liberate to
get control of you and me.
I don't need your damn pity.
I got my fist, my rage and that's all I'll ever need!
All I'll ever need!
My fire, grows dimmer, burns deeper, is dying out.....
My fire, grows dimmer, burns deeper, is dying out in me.
I don't understand your pantomime.
It says, "What's yours is mine," but every time
I try to say why I've got to save
you take my words and throw them away!
Throw them away!
My fire, grows dimmer, burns deeper, is dying out.....
My fire, grows dimmer, burns deeper, is dying out in me.
You think you've won? You have no idea. You think you've had the last laugh?
You think you've won? You have no idea. You think you've had the last laugh?
My coals are still alive.
My coals are still alive.
My coals are still alive.
My coals are still ......alive!
My fire, grows dimmer, burns deeper, is dying out.....
My fire, grows dimmer, burns deeper, is dying out in me.
My fire (my fire), grows dimmer (grows dimmer), burns deeper (burns deeper), is dying out.....
My fire (my fire), grows dimmer (grows dimmer), burns deeper (burns deeper), is dying out in me.
In me!"
Get back to me with your opinion!
There's a thin fine line between hate and rage.
Now watch the line be crossed and break!
