Have at my heart with a rusty axe
Allow the pieces to fall to my feet
I will let it happen
Because I feel no pain
Take the air from my lungs
Press on my chest with a block of stone
I will let it happen
Because I have no more to say
Take the colors away from my soul
Drain my eyes with the blinding sun
I will let it happen
Because the world is always painted black
Corrode my nostrils with the stench of death
Burn the pathways with evil from below
I will let it happen
Because I always smell the fire
Take my grasp away
I’ll be nothing but a stump
I will let it happen
Because I am done clinging for my life
If this surprises you
For that I am sorry
The moon has buried the morning
The sun will rise no more
Take me into your world
I find comfort in the silence
My eyes are forever closed
What is a nightmare but a distant memory
You may say this is torture
But it is my reward for your punishment
I will let it happen
Because I will see you no more
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