I see a path of destruction before me
Flashes of death slowly adore me As I sit quietly awaiting my demise My hands are chained no more to fly I see my options and hit them all at full speed Facing the gates I'm asked for one good deed Standing in awe, questioning my lifes choices Having a battle in my head arguing with demonic voices But for you I leave my memories and my decisions to a tee So when you're at the gates, and life's questions want answer you can't see You tell them you were a great person with a resemblence of me And I'll be there with open arms happy to witness and be glad Cuz my good deed is I was your dad. |