Mourn the death
Of those gone...

Pale as a ghost
Hair black as the night...

The air is still
I feel alone...

I hold the knife in my hand
As I watch the sand of time...

I feel alone
Even though I am home alone...

Life is a lie
SO why can't we just die...

The anger of the demon
Sends sparks of fire everywhere...

Life is a privilege
That can get away...

No one cares, no one even dares
To think what would happen if I lived no more...

The shadow of the night
Haunts my dreams...