Soul's Risen

Before she ascended to heaven, she wrote a letter, For the loved one's who didn't understand her struggle; For the same ones didnt get to know her better She was a lost sheep in a field without it's Shepard She expressed her deepest apologies This was an untreatable infection It was an unspeakable inception demons followin her, scratchin her back and bitin her ankles Tryna cause havoc... Tryna break free.. Leavin her mind broken and her thoughts scattered She was Bruise and battered, but you couldn't see the damage, Cuz it's bandaged, stitched up, leave the needle hangin Off of a cliff, But she lost grip, she lost it, it wasn't fun, it was costly She had nowhere to run,she was enticed by a false prophecy Blockin' these cravings is not an option please believe me Please believe her, she was sorry, for all the fightin, And a monstrous Philosophy had her immodestly poppin' these roxy's. And she's on 'em and she's got 'em and she won't stop 'em! And now that she's gone, everyone wants to carry on And Move on... But She's done, So They've been done...