steady teardrops through the icy mist,
I whisper goodbye to my angels kiss.
So cold, so dark, it feels so alone,
I am never going back to my home.
Because I lie on the floor, my soul draining away,
there are still so many things I didnt get to say.
But nothing could stop it when it struck me down,
now the angel of death places upon me his crown.
If its of any consolence, any help at all,
I didnt see it coming before I took the fall.
All my memories running through my head,
please forgive me for all the wrong things Ive said.
its not my fault, not yours, not the gun.
Yet still, my spirit will fly higher than the sun.
I cannot be saved, leave it to the powers that be,
as though destiny, the stray bullet forced itself upon me.
I close my eyes and die in silence,
I am leaving a world that thrives on violence.