Say, Would you sing for me
If I laid before death
Would you pray for me
As I took my last breath

It is our lack of strength
of sorrow and regret
It’s our love for pain
for weeping and fret

Heard You wanted me dead
Promise me, hang me high
For ravens to feast
And for angels to sigh

I hate this relation
Devastating, tearing
Turned me transparent
Left me crying, staring

It’s the usual end,
I walk home with the birds
They’re to be trusted
Singing saddening songs without words…