"oh yes. yes, I believe... I believe in death. I believe in disease.
I believe in injustice and inhumanity and torture and anger and hate.
I believe in murder. I believe in pain. I believe in cruelty and infidelity.
I believe in slime and stink and in every crawling putrid thing.
Every possible ugliness and corruption, you son of a bitch.
I believe... in you."

I decline to accept the end of us
But since you insist on denying me of my reason to be
I must confess I thought you were flawless
But honestly I never did trust myself much

The look on your face was priceless to say the least
When you ripped out the heart from my chest and it kept it's beat
And I've let myself down more times than I count
But this time around my bones will stand their ground

So bring on this apocalypse
I was born to brave the storm
I will slit the throat of your ghost
Even if it drags my soul
With it into the deepest darkness
With every promise you couldn't keep.
My body remains with the leaves.