Creation Of Death

Every night i can see the sands of time running through my 
hands, yet every
Time it seems that something gives me another chance. all 
the times i've
Tried to die, no years no words can ever tell. i want to 
leave but i'm
Doomed to live in this hell.

Sometimes i try to live. it feels like i'm made eternally 
to be.

Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. carry me to a place 
where i can...(die)

Every night i can see the reflections before my eyes, and 
every time i must
See my precious ones die. over and over again the cycle is 
never ending.
Over and over again i hope for the veil of death over me to
 descend.

I was born to be a creation of death. again and again i 
must take my own
Life away.

Sometimes i try to live... i wish it would end. again i 
have failed.

Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. carry me to a place 
where i can...(die)

Again i shed my life out from my veins.