X marks the spot where the blood bleeds out
So silent and thick, without even a shout
A man falls to a floor, so lifeless within
And worn on his face is a small depressed grin

He took his own life on this dark, dreary day
Now his spirit has flown somewhere far away
And his body lies cold on this hard, ***** ground
With nobody to mourn, for nobody's around

No rest will he have, because his soul is ******
To wander forever in the grey realm of man
But better, he thinks, 'tis to suffer this curse
Then to live one more day on this cruel, heartless earth