Waiting For The End

Standing in line it moves through eternity

One side the sheep and the other some goats

Eating up all that is in our way

We all play the same fucking games

Stealing hearts that aren't our own

Then wondering why it hurts so bad

We look to find that our hearts are not our own

Now sitting here waiting for death to come

The reaper of souls I know his face

Calling down the sickle on my head

It does not fall even when I pray so hard

Blank eyes stare back from a hooded head

And with a red smile on his face

He says that now is not the time

Hell looks so good right now

Away from the bullshit of this fucking world

At least there I will be warm

With brothers who are just like me

Lost in torment and covered in shame

Skulls of the fallen ones appear and reapper

So many lies none of it matters now

For I am gone and yet waiting for the end

Come and get me I scream to the sky

Turn black and strike me dead

Harden your heart against me my maker

Break me in pieces and scatter me to the wind

What's the use of living without love in your heart?

There is nothing good about life now

So take my life now you bastard and bring me the end