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My words mean nothing
My finger tips reach no one.

I'm going straight to hell.
This is my decision
With my heart in one hand
and my soul in another...
vice-gripping both...
Chocking my very existence
My own worse enemy?
My greatest ally?
Strength and weakness reflects
like a man with eyes wide open
drowning in his own blood
falling from the surface
reflecting back
sinking blissfully to death
complete nothingness

much like closing my eyes
blocking the light shining my way
Testing Satan,
while denying God...

What is God without Evil?
a lonely being?
Making war with his own creation?

A choice i have.
a choice i will make...
im at gods feet
kick me down
then kick everyone else with me
we are all one and the same
your the same... yesterday today and tomorrow
not a hypocrite
I'm not the only sinner you made
a greater evil and a lesser soul than you