The Only Light We See

Your suffering, my call. This lack of will, your fall. As Time stands still, you ponder more. There's no way out as your blood hits the floor. You've built this throne, I've made you blind. Thoughts of changing you come to mind. This feat so easily achieved to end your life with mine. Now you beg for your deprogram. Your tears begin to stain. This rope that holds you tight, my apathy now becomes your pain. This wood is old and the floor's about to go and the moon, the only light we see. I take a glance as the clock begins to move. Now it's time you must end your life with mine. As we bleed you take from me my love so strong. This ascendancy, I'm afraid of heaven, I'm afraid of hell. A child should not be subjected to images of these.