I bow before you my lord...

My throat hurt from smiling tight, 

Love denied and my heart cries, 

Why do I still hold on? 

The mockery of love, laughing so hard. 

Show me a place where there is no love, 

I would vanish this minute with out a frown. 

Give me the power to erase the trace, 

Every space clear, ready to be braced. 

God!  If you are kind soul, 

Please take me away from this world. 

I surrender my body and soul to you, 

You burn,  bury but not recycle for somebody to use. 

Brutally battered,  tired of blows, 

Heart's cry swallowed and sold, 

I bow before you my lord, 

Swing your sword now, it wouldn't hurt at all.