Once my blood has stained the blade,
And you have nothing more to say,
Green grass covered with blood spray,
Leaving me there to decay,
I know that I will die that day,
All alone and in the dark,
In the middle of a park,
Knowing you have hit your mark,
I will die without remark,
Painful sorrow feels my soul,
I have nowhere else to go,
Only to hell's fiery hole,
I will die alone,
As rain falls and covers my eyes,
My ears filled with your ugly lies,
Knowing that I soon will die,
All I want to say is.....
Goodbye.
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