There is a black rose with many thorns.
The thorns are my pain which has sadly been born...

As i stare at my wrists, they shed the pain iv...
I want it all to end because ill never belong...

There is a place i have within.
You will find me there...

Today i cut too deep.
My life it aches and weeps...

Before this life of pain ends, id like to make a...

I look into your eyes,
I start to see demise...

Painful recognition is the key to suicide.
Subliminal in-submission wants to take us for a...

What a life we would of had If we would of never...
What a dream we would of had if we never would of...

As I peer among the blood soaked clothes, They...
Murder from the heart of an insane killer hiding...

In the beginning our hearts were all that...
Our love was strong and our emotions were...

Theres a rocking chair in the attic above.
It squeaks in the darkness that swallows the love...

Along the floor reveals death with its own...
Spilled blood stains the floor with its own...