Death

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I.
You know that wicked laugh
When day of grief [bad word] Death knocks in every door
Making face turn pale
Living fast my life
I've always fought and strived
I've gained more and more
For some day to lose it 
Trying to move on
I feel nothing I've done
I'm asking myself
"What for…??"
What for should I live
Should I love and forgive
When [bad word] near
 [bad word] 
Know that's [bad word] Remember it as I do
My aim is lost 
And my life has no cost
And I feel
Death devouring my will

Interlude:
Why should I live? 

What is the reason to
II.
Fight and [bad word] To try to get along
To ask, to learn, to see
When it's all in vain
Standing on the edge
I'm trying to arrange
All pros and cons to kill
The remaining time

Step by step
I'm approaching the gap
My body is chilled
With draft
I'm here to unleash
My last dark and awful wish
And death [bad word] 
 [bad word] 
Know that's [bad word] Remember it as I do
My aim is lost 
And my life has no cost
And I feel

Death consuming my
Death absorbing my
Death devouring my will.