Waking up screaming

The desire to die

Instead of killing myself



I'm searching pain and strife



Imagine the scent, imagine the sight

A world gone and perished a world turned to ice

My darkest whishes brought back to life

Inflicting pain-trough a knife



Killing you was easy

Watching your heart die

A needle glazed with evil

No one will hear your cry

Punching trough your flesh

My sick mind needs to play

My work will not be done

Until your last breath will be mine



Nauseous from all, sickened from all that breathes

The last breath won't be taken

Stopping it I will



[Solo: Dory]



Waking up screaming

The desire to die

Instead of killing myself

I'm searching pain and strife