In the name of Death

It was in the spirit of death

That our true selves were revealed

Our naked souls 

Lay bare for everyone to see

Judge us 

Hate us 

Misunderstand us

But never demand promises

That cannot be held 

Paranoia chokes what was left

Of the joy and peace inside

The dying heart knows 

Begging to be set free 

But trapped in this spirit

We made the most of the death 

And misery 

For shortlived we know it will be