Dying breath

Just because you justify something, doesn't mean someone hasn't already justified it for you.
Climbing so damn high aren't you scared of looking down?
You let out your dying breath.
As it mixes with concrete.
You throw your dreams to the bleeding sun.
Spin the stars with your hearts.
Have you ever climbed up deaths ladder?
It comes in the disguise of your passions.
Turn around...
Cause now angels carry guns.
And demons hold hearts.
Dying breath is the last word ever spoken.
For you have given your last token.
For you shall be surely broken.
You throw your hat at the stars.
Spin your heart.
Have you ever killed a soul?
It's time to clean up the blood on the concrete...