this silence forewarning  and darkness opressing  I lay my heart on a bed of tears  with misery growing  so I paint a picture  so dark, and so black  upon the canvass of a twisted mind  my solitude engulfing  and I bleed from my heart  with no one to heal  so alone, so afraid  only pain left to feel  I pray for release  I yearn to be free  I hear the call of the afterlife  my sins so great  and paradise is calling  this paean to woe  from a spirit torn  a requiem of a soul in decline  I await the kiss  from an angel so cold  the savage grace of final release  a penitant soul to be laid to rest  redemption must  absolution in extremis  a cacophony of mourning  with love deceased