• Hand me a knife
    I'll draw it swift across the vein
    Hand me a gun
    I'll put a bullet in my brain

    I'm in a world of torture
    I need to find release
    As soon as my blood starts to run
    Only then will i find peace

    I need to feel it run from me
    Watch it pooling on the floor
    Tho i may lie there dying
    I'm not hurting anymore

    I give one last cry
    A last breath from blood drained lips
    That scarlet fluid freedom
    The last drop falls from lifeless finger tips