Who cares?
Who weeps?
All is lost, and the sickle reaps,
Blank eyes look deep,
Love and hope crumble to the feet,
I don't care if I've made my mark on this angry world that's left me in the dark,
Just cut a message on my stone, "I want to be alone."
I wanna die.
Feel the knots twisting inside, as I look at the bullets to be my guide,
The razor's edge - should I confide, to open my veins and bleed them dry?
Oh, the endless pressure; how can I cope?
I try to release, but the valves are broke,
A psychotic grasp upon my throat,
I wanna hang the rope.
Death - you feel is your friend, as it calls from the black unknown,
Voices hounding at your mind echo to the bone,
Alone in suicide.
I used to honour my day of birth, cherish life and place it first,
But now I view it as a curse,
Dig my grave and rent the hearse,
Yes, every morning I take a walk that leads me trapped in an empty box,
A liar's face and the voice that mocks,
I want to stop the clock.
Death - you feel is your friend, as it calls from the black unknown,
Voices hounding at your mind echo to the bone,
Alone in suicide.
Salvation calls to the lonely,
On the abused, redemption falls,
God gave his all that you might know him,
Tear down the walls; what have you got to lose?
Salvation calls to all of the lonely people,
Tear down the walls, you've been abused,
God gave his all to all of the lonely people,
He stretched out his arms and died for you.
