Drip Drop Drip, its raining now
from the cut i made within
this cut into my skin and soul
will cure my wretched sin
of life and love and life again
and the unhappiness i feel
this deathly cure, a cut of death
is my only way to heal
I can feel the cut now
as im drowning in the rain
the blood is all around me
its a flood of hate and pain
one more wave of anger
as i grab my trusty knife
this is for my flood i say
and cut away my life
Im lying in a bloody pool
as my rain comes to an end
at last i die alone inside
with my knife, my trusted friend
