Do not pass away, my child.
Not before you have watched the sun
Rise and shine at the start of your last day
And set still, far behind the hills of depression
Just as you sweep your last breath,
In a stupid act of a self-proclaimed martyr.

Your eyes must not shut, must not shed a tear
Without me embracing you, before I whisper into your ear.

Anger and youth, twisted furiously together
In a shape of a silver pointed finger of god.
I beg and scream: "Thou shall not try to squeeze thy
trigger!"
In vein - my voice seems to fade before reaching its goal.

Let go of your fears and anger,
Lay still, my beloved little child.
You're an angel now, always been, my dear little child of
light
But forever to live in my mind.


Liam Gilead  - Forever to live in our souls.
May he rest in peace.