Theres something soothing,
About that drop...

I've never felt this angry before,
I am going insane...

My knife snuggles deep within my bleeding wrists,
Crush my face...

Walk over the faces of lost angels,
I’ve see the future only to find myself...

Overdose,
Eighty-six pills...

Everyone talks about,
The greedy gaws of death...

The urge to kill,
Give her the poison pill...

Nothing reminded me more,
The room, coverd in blood and gore...

Goodbye lovely city,
Take a few minutes...

Why am I here,
This pain I shall smear...

I'll take my final breath,
Then I shall wish for death...

Disoriented by memories I cannot conceive,
Ten thousand corpses striped down to expose abused...