And with my dying breath I give in,
to this disease housed within my skin.
I've asked too much, long denied,
to watch you suffer, I would be satisfied.
I know this hate that rots my heart,
it feeds the lies that my death starts.

Suicide, its growing thin,
not much more to make my end.
I'll miss the pain truth provides,
the fact it never takes a side.
I'll burn this flesh, your sin within,
can you feel it now, its closing in.

A glancing kiss across your face,
darkness falls to take your place.
You've come; I'm gone, its much too late,
choke on my death, and suffocate.