I do not have long hair or live in a tower
My skin tone is not white a snow...

Angel of darkness hear my cry
tonite is the nite I want to die...

You say you love me
and I know you do...

My heart starts to pound
My body about to shake...

Dark of the night
wind of the storm...

I hate my life
I grew up on a farm...

My blood goes cold
my heart is ice...

Is there a reason why I should not kill myself?
I can't think of just one...

I am afraid
not of the dark...

This is not why I did
I did this not for fun...

In front of the mirror I stood
Without, in my heart one hope...

Tis what I fear
I am losing mine self...