Paradise

Come with me and stand at the gates of paradise

There is no home and there is no rest for men such as me

Hope for something better then this never exsists

Cutting deeper into myself each time I can't find the vain

Losing sight of this world faster and faster each day

I have the vision of a fiery grave awaiting me

Some can go home to a place of peace

Yet when I close my eyes all I see are the faces of the men I've killed

Heaven doesn't belong in this world that I create

Mutilated bodies, broken souls, looting and thievery everywhere

My paradise is a day without bleeding, a day without pain

No savior will come to my aid I am all alone

In the land of misery that I have formed

No one comes to save the strong man only the weak

I gave up that formation long ago when I realized there was no gain

To sit under a plam tree and sip a cool drink would be the life

Yet I have to run and fight and always stay on top

I'll trade my life for another round of ammunition to kill my wrongdoers

Now as the sun turns to ash and the moon to blood

I wonder as I wonder can there be more to life then just living

Just surviving just getting by is there more then just this?

But I connot rest I cannot hide this is my life I cannot die

There is no giving up just yet, I must stay focused

Paradise is so easily found by others but never by me