Eternal Fight

In this room of isolation
Brings fourth thoughts of desolation
Of the blade long since stained dark red
familiar thought flood through your head
Fall to the floor next to your bed
Transformed from the blood from the veins
Tears falling down like the hot summer rains
The goal is to end it without fear
The end of suffering is coming near
Face to the floor, see the last sight
This is finally the end of the eternal fight