The emptiness in my life has me feeling dead and hollow,
Engulfed by great pain that buries away my soul in sorrow.
The sad loneliness is the muscle, rejection is the shovel,
That is used to bury me way under the deepest tunnel.
It's about to be over, as my unavoidable death gets closer,
I can feel the depressing odor, as my body gets colder.
I am decomposing, as my death is almost approaching,
My body is imposing, the stench of lonely guilt inclosing.
On the shattered pieces of my sad heart I am choking,
As they are poking, all the way through and I am hoping,
To die from this life right now as the pain is over loading.
My head has been kicked off, to the depths of hell it is rolling.
My soul has been stolen, giving me my spiritual homicide,
I have no more emotions, I feel absolutely nothing inside.
My heart is completely frozen, nobody wanted to me at their side,
The strength of my spirit has been broken, all I need is suicide.
It’s better to have known love, and never have your soul die at all.
Than to live a life full of humiliation, looked upon as an ugly neanderthal.
It’s better to never have lived, if you were just meant to sadly fall.
Than to live a fictitious lie, believing that you're so big, while being small.
It is better to die, than to live a life full of pain,
It is better to lie, on the ground with slit veins.
It is better to cry, blood and let your body drain.
It is better to fly, off to the clouds and never complain.
Why would I try to fight, if I'm rejected by the light,
Angels and demons ally, to send me into my demise.
Why would I fight, if my rescuing death is very near.
No longer will I get in the way, no longer will I be here.
My soul has been stolen, giving me my spiritual homicide,
I have no more emotions, I feel absolutely nothing inside.
My heart is completely frozen, nobody wanted to me at their side,
The strength of my spirit has been broken, all I need is suicide.
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