Slowly wilted is the rose,
Representing a single life...

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

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

Goodbye lovely city,
Take a few minutes...

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

The dark one flys like an angel,
Her wings are misty gray...

Sometimes these worthless,
Feelings of self hatred...

The dove,
A Symbol of love...

Chaos of humanity,
The sound of hate...

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

She carves with such intensity
My kryptonite is burning up...

Tell the end that I never meant to come,
Shattered dreams reveal...