I sit at the gates of Hades
petting the dog Cerebus
bloodied up and broken down
staring off down the river

I am between Hades and Valhalla
Why is this father prince in hell?
don't i choose to be here?
shouldn't i be in Valhalla?

bruised and beaten down
bloodied and bleeding
i am too weak to move
i faint and pass out

battle scars from battle
yet no battle took place
scars from the taking of life
my life and my blood

how i am not dead is a surprise
blood don't register
the smallest tear of a stitch
i am dead

i dance tonyte
with death
with life
with my wandering mind and soul

i've wanted to die
now i want to live
i just don't care anymore
what ever happens happens

i feel a cold hand on my shoulder
i look yet see no one
i hear voices calling me
yet i still see no one

i am lifted up
back into the living world
back into life to survive
back to people who care

lying on a bed
iv's in arms
i am returned to life
returned to become a father i need to be
I don't want to look back;I just want to start again;Somebody save me--- Pop Evil: Broken and Betrayed

I want justice I want you overthrown;I want courage I want to stand alone;I want your arrogance and I want your pain;I want your everything and I want you dead--- Rev Theory: Justice