My Death Note
I'll bring to me myselfs own end,
before this harvest moon.
Punishment for my own sin,
I'll not see another June.
Deaf to tunes brings my own sorrow,
with emptiness at hand.
I'll pay my debt of lives I've borrowed,
I hope you understand.
It is not wise to live with tears,
that cloud your path of life.
Never take the road to sin,
never more than twice.
The silence of the darkened grave,
deep beneath the dirt.
Absent of a heart that beats,
ends the pain that hurts.
Farewell to all my kin,
farewell to all my friends.
Before the harvest moon,
I'll bring to me myself own end...
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