• as i stand at the gates of hate

    i ponder is this truely my fate

    do i really have to meet the devil face to face

    and as i walk into this realm called hell my flesh decays and my thoughts just seem to melt away replaced by an eveloping feeling of pain

    no worse than the life i had before

    i was still to the world but a sore

    and even the one person who owned my heart took it away

    for me to say i dont love her any more would be a lie

    for me to say i want to die would be to late for here i am behind the doors of hate