Merging Flare

Killing Ground

Merging Flare


As the dawn brings light into my cell 
I understand it finally 
This day will be the last one that I see 
I have no one to deliver me 
No saint or demon to take me 
Vultures waiting that I stop to breath 

Nothing more in this world to be done 
It is time to let go 

Killing ground - the clock is ticking and my time is near 
Killing ground - my palms are sweating out of total fear 
Killing ground - strap me in the chair and start to count 
Killing ground - and I am gone without a sound 

I feel the gaze of hate like stabbing blades 
Inpatient crowd that yearns revenge 
But I've lost my interest in the world