Oh what a happy life! And it can all end with a cut from this knife;
Slice up a skin decorated with tattoos of halos,stars and stripes.
Only to know that tonight will be the last, and we are fading fast;
To our final resting place we will be, to our grave returning to dust.

Oh what a demented mind! Trying to feel your pain like it was mine;
Carrying the weight of the world on my shoulder which gets heavier overtime.
Just to pass and breeze through the day I swallowed the bitter pills of sorrow;
Then again live just to see the light of day fade my routine wasn't that hard to follow.

Tonight I must make a difference, put an end to this madness that I created;
Pray to a god who is deaf and blind too many times already that I felt rejected.
But does it really make any difference? If I let myself fall to this life ending decision;
With this blade so sharp and shiny, I will be glad to commence a perfect incision.

Layer by layer, flesh to bones! It cuts deep right through with no pain at all;
Just the sound of silence and dripping blood counting minutes before I fall.
Too late to save myself now I'm almost there! I can feel that cold embrace as death touches me;
So empty yet so free the feeling I have in this dark place of desolation, with nothing else to see.

No doors to open, no more air to breathe! Yet I am still me no changes just alone am I happy?;
What is this feeling of contentment that finally I found my place...No more holes finally..
That self righteous suicide that ends me to become me saved me yet somehow I felt unworthy;
Now in this place I must stay in the dark, alone and empty and not to suffer more for eternity.