...To Live for My Death...

To Live For My Death... - Shape of Despair

All life will be gone

Soon leaving myself...

Into the spheres of emotions... emotions...

I thought...

There's nothing left for me, anymore...

Everything is gone.

Nothing left to feel nor to understand

I did not wanted to live my life

Nor did I even wanted to live for my death...

Strong it is indeed...

Life... strange to born for death...