Alone again in the endless time br I guess I ask for my only friend br To be a pen and piece of paper br To draw what I can and to make up br for all the things that I do wrong br Why do no one understand me br Why is my life so turned around br I hate myself, I want it to end, br A releigion is the only thing holds me here. br Though what is it that I feel now? br That it doesn't matter with my fear br To die at the door of this horrored place. br Take this knife and let the pain flow br From this wound I'll lick the sweet nector br Of lifes everlasting liquid br it flashes before me br The life I thought of all this time br What a boring thing it was br one death after another br br I wrap the wound with a bit of cloth br And whisper 'I will stay br Till time it is for me to save br The others in this worlds own cuts' br And I sleep.....