If i had died out there on that riverbank

i would have surely died in sorrow

when my blood runs cold

and my breathing ceases

it will be long after your heartbeat diminishes

for my purpose in this life is to live for you

and nothing will keep me from doing this

if death's cold hands lay upon me

i will surely break it's wrists

and whisper in its ear

to take another in my place

i will not die for you

i will live for you

i will always live for you

because one day your time will come

i will see you rithing in a sea of red

you veins twisted around your neck

convulsing in sweet anguish

the reaper can take my eyes

for i can still hear you screaming

the reaper can even cut off my ears

leave me dumb deaf and blind

but i will always know of your suffering

just as you yourself have always knowm

so beat me to the ground and take my blood

i will see you screaming