I have danced the dance of this flame Been lit in my own despair, But my shadow put me to shame A beacon that found me in a darkness, I thought no light could penetrate Shared my anguished heart, Then stole my love away.
I have read the story of a life Lived on the edge of existence, Let down so much by those Professing only love and acceptance; I know that the end is the end For history tells me so, This is the end, my beautiful friend
And the darkness envelopes you.
Kurt Cobain has died again Whoever reads must live this pain, The truth has helped to shed some light But Curt Cobain must die tonight. Last chapter by my bedside lamp And I live again with the consequence.