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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My heart is going dark,
trees are falling down with the bark...