End of It All (Original Date: April 2008)

Push myself into this

Wait for a sign to develop

Will I fall victim to my analysis?

I have the power to say shut up

This is the start

Of all my vengeance

I won’t be stabbed in my heart

And I no longer crave your existence

Blades, blades; go away

Blades, blades; take it

I won’t let you die that way

So don’t even ask for that shit

Forgot today to care

Whether I loved you or not

And those tactics of scare

Won’t erase the times we fought

So don’t attempt to play

This game little, Deary

Not by my hand will you die today

Of this fight I’ve grown weary

Blades, blades; take it away

Blades, blades; no more pain

I won’t let you die that way

Or do you think I’m insane

Blades, blades; strip me

Blades, blades; cure it

When will you finally see

I’m tired and I won’t deal with this shit!