Nothing left to live for,
There's no one left to cry. I wish that I'd given more, but now I want to die.

Wrestling with these demons, that run havoc in my chest. Oh the struggle to defeat them, and lay them all to rest.

But the demons are within me, tis I that gives them life. As long as Im the one to breath, tis quit a senseless strife.

So I'll take this blade of slender edge, and hang my demons over a ledge. Sever the ties of both me and them, & shed tears of joy as we all meet end.