crea-harmony

As i stand before the Lamb of God, I think back on my life as a sick dog, whose mind and faith was nothing but a fog. My Lord, My Lord i have wronged you. Jesus my savior who loved me too. My sins that held him to the cross. King of all and all the angel's boss. I lay here in my pool of black blood, thoughts on Hell my mind begins to flood. I can smell the burning lake of fire, Me to fall in the pit is all Satan desires. My death will bring sorrow, my memories will hold beyond tomorrow. My love for my friends and family i hope to them a life of glee. My time here has come there is no place to run. My joys and laughter fill my mind, it was all