Sickness

Sickness - Obituary

Some say you're choosing to fight

And some say you're scheduled to live or die

And some say you're scheduled to kill

Laughing at what they will do

What if they are right

To lift the fate of everyone

Let them live in pain

A pain to which there is no end

As I look to the right

I see the horror filled within

Killing is the meaning of life

Killing is a way to leave your body

A mean to release your fear

A fear of sickness down within

Let the guilty pay

A pain to which there is no end

Back from the grave

I took the life of everyone

And from the bottom of the grave

I took the death of everyone

To those who fear their right

You are the first sight then filled with fear

A fear that begins to mount

The fear that turns you inside out

Into the realms of no way out

Into a life of the utter doubt

A place in which you won't exist

A place in which you're living dead