Creation Of Death

Every night I can see the sands of time running through my hands
Yet every time it seems that they give me another chance
All the times I''ve tried to die, no years no words can ever tell
I want to leave but I''m doomed to live in this hell
Sometimes I try to live. It feels like I''m made eternally to be
Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. Carry me to a place where I can…(di)
Every night I see the reflctions before my eyes
And every time I must see my precious ones die
Over and over again the cycle is never ending
Over and over again I hope for the veil of death over me to descend
I was born to be a creation of death
Again and again I must take my own life away
Sometimes I have tried to live… I wish it would end. Again I have failed
Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. Carry me to a place where I can…(die)
Again I shed my life out from my veins