How can I stop the suffering sinner
When my soul torn Wolves
Memories of blowing my mind
About the pain in my heart

And the sky is overcast gloom
When we all have broken down
Only the name on his lips frozen
Spread out in patterns on the asphalt

Sometimes I visit the idea to hang
Sometimes I seriously contemplated shooting myself
Sometimes I visit the idea to poison
but it is all too easy
I will fight to the end
not until the vultures gnawed my bones