Strumming my heartstrings, drawing me in with each note
The grim reaper came knocking,
Words of heart pouring out for the last time
I laid in the cold hands of death
I wish to see the open lands again
Breathe the fresh air one more time, feel the grass on my skin
and forgive all those have hated
But I`m just six feet in the soil now, creating a world in my dreams.
Even the songs I play are in my imaginations
The melodies of death!
The haunting tune and chilling sound spine,
It spells doom to all who hears it.
Will dance under the moonlit skies with the perfect melody if given a second chance.