Bullet

Blessing of silver, wrapped in fire End my life, burn my desire There is no use in living again When the last pursuit ended in vain Should I put you through my head As I lay on my deathbed Or shall I send you through my heart Already dead and torn apart I thought this time it would change And the destiny would rearrange I thought that this was the love I awaited Yet again, it got deflated My dear bullet, my last hope End it all so I can cope Bring me the peace so I can rest End this mockery which I detest I want to cry, I wish I could To ease the pain that I withstood But nothing will change, there is no use Romance is none but the heart’s abuse When you love with all your being And ignore the omens you are seeing A bullet is your only cure To end the torture you endure