I stand in the rain looking for the answers why do I feel this way withering like a dying rose I must join you as in life and death we shall unite as one to dance in the ever growing darkness
Why must it be this way held together by sorrow my overwhelming desire is to end this suffering what do you think I see when I see myself death seems so cold yet feels so warm
My mind is in turmoil I search in wild despair for another way out but in vain I touch the blade to my heart. . .
I yearn for your kiss from your soft loving lips I have reached the end and my time is complete it all seems so clear I know what to do ending my life to be wed in the grave. . .