A life lived longing the end is a meaningless life to live

Open the windows, let in the darkness,
I can see through it, I can see through you all,
Turn off the lights! Blow the bulbs!
I can see your future, I can see your fall . . .

I hate you for what you've done,
I hate you for what you are,
I hate you for doing this,
You left me hurt and scarred.

The wings of an angel have carressed my heart,
Right before the devil ripped it apart.

People dont kill themselves to give there life to god. People kill themselves to take it away from him.

When you see,
The knife in my hand,
You will see,
Its life i cant stand.

I cant tell if your laughing,
If theres a smile on your face or a tear in your eye,
But i know that you stare down at me,
As i stare back into the sky.

A broken heart may be a metaphorical term... but people still die from it...

Deep in the dying night,
I live without a fright,
No reason to be scared,
Nobody ever cared.

Kill everyone you love and be released from the liability of happyness