On the inside I feel dead,
as I lie on my bed...

Despair and loneliness are in my eyes,
I want to die...

My heart is bleeding and torn,
beaten and worn...

I have so much pain inside of me,
no one can see...

In my eyes are pain,
tears go down my face as it rains...

I want to die,
and my spirit wants to fly...

My heart is now black,
just a burden on my back...

Life has gone by,
your falling from the sky...

My world is dark,
with burnt trees with no bark...

Death is finally here,
with his scythe as a spear...

I have slashes and scars,
I can't see the stars...

A crow flies through the dark sky,
and stares straight into my eyes...