Crushing Chest Wound

A flash then a fall to the ground. I can just hear the sound

I can see nothing except what’s pouring out of my chest

I grit my teeth at the fact I might not be coming back

Look up to the sky and I hope this is some kind of joke

Moments seem like days. Should I pray?

Now it’s my judgment day?

Is this some kind of a test? Will I get out of this mess?

A new perspective on all things

I have a new outlook today

My mind is changing, visions hazy

An outlook this huge wound just gave me

I got a plan I’ll make a change

I have the feeling it’s a bit too late

But now there’s no time left to save me

Something this huge wound just gave me

It’s so fast how things change

Some things you wish you can’t take to the grave

No last chance it’s too late

Your death awaits

I blew it off and didn’t give it much thought

Something that was blocked out of my mind

And here I sit with just seconds left

To reflect on what I’m going to leave behind

So where to now?

Six feet down (2x)

A new perspective on all things

I have a new outlook today

My mind is changing, visions hazy

An outlook this huge wound just gave me

I got a plan I’ll make a change

I have the feeling it’s a bit too late

It’s so fast how things change

Some things you wish you can’t take to the grave

No last chance it’s too late

Your death awaits