I'm thankful for your raising me
For your love I'm glad
But I'm tired of being lonely
I'm sick of being sad
I long to see the blood
Flow from my battered body
To free me from my hurting
So I will never have to worry
I will bathe in the red water
Flowing freely from my veins
There will be no feelings
It will ease away my pain
When you find my drained corpse
I will feel no rmorse
It will make you realize
My depression wasnt lies
You will cry, while i will cheer
I won't cry a single tear
Perhaps my death will bring new light
And you will learn not to fight
My bloodied, palid, icy corpse
Will teach everyone not to be so coarse
My death will symbolize the truth
That no one wants to know
It will impose the things that I
Was to afraid to show
