This is all for you
Whether it be with a knife, gun, or cyanide
We love you and worship you my dear
Two more days until the mass suicide
I shall leave no suicide note
I shall make no will
No one really could give a damn whether I go or not
Two more days until the kill
Two more days until I give it all up
Two more days until we all sacrifice ourselves to you
You are our god, our everything
And two more days until we’re black and blue
This thought of dying doesn’t make me cringe
It draws happiness onto my black paper that’s labeled “life”
I’m not scared one bit
There’s one more day until I walk toward that light
Are you proud of us?
Are you proud of me?
Will you miss me when I’m gone?
Because there’s one more day until I end everything
I burnt all my old notes from friends
I burnt all the memories
I killed off all the negative thoughts
I killed off all the used-to-be’s
Today is the day
As we all gather around
Armed with guns, poisons, and much more
Nobody makes one single sound
This is not a day of darkness
We are sacrifices, and to die for our god is the way to go
I try to empty my thoughts
Before this gun blows
Dear god standing before me
As I see these bodies drop to the ground for you
This mass suicide is quite entertaining isn’t it?
I’m not stupid, you’re a murderer, I’m sorry I shot you
-Sincerely
Your Disciple