Freedom Flair
Darkness, darkness rise to me.
Come to me and set me free.
Show me deaths unlimited liberty.
Like falling of a cliff, or hanging from a tree.
Swinging and flinging,
For fire or cold burning ice.
Been trapped in life,
Been focused and towards death to strife.
If only my end would come.
For to do, so much has been done.
I would just want to end it all.
Even if death is where I'll fall.
I heard a call,
I heard a cry,
Life's a waste,
and deaths to taste.
To set me free,
To cut a wrist,
To overdose,
or just use a gun.
What's the worth of life?
For life's a waste,
Death is gain,
and people think I'm insane.
