Mother Death

Every time you scratch in me
I feel the struggle, I feel the struggle
Every time you dry my senses
I shake till fade and feel your presence
Every time I hold these pills
Life builds me a bridge of broken glass
Every time I walk your path
You hold my wings
My crocked wings
Every time I feel your presence
I’m shaking to death
So embrace me instead
Every time quite turns to loud
I fall this hole, and I’m trapped again
Every time, dark turns shinning
Please show me the way
Please show the end
Mother Death please kill your children
Don’t hold their pain on loving oblivion