Kiss of Death

I see people crowded
They are crying and mourning
I feel no more hatred
Just the sadness of losing

I hear them talk and their cries
I smile and I think what a good scene
Alive, I'm the devil in their eyes
Who always commits the biggest sin

Now over my death they are grieving
A family that they look like an enemy
Said I'm an angel with a beautiful wing
It's that their way to say sorry?

But it's too late to make amend
My body is cold and has no pulse
Kiss my forehead and hold my hand
Into my grave I take this curse