Suicidal TendenciesWe hear you cry and see you weep.Even though you don't see why, we don't want you to leap.You cut yourself and watch the blood.But if you continue you could cause a flood.As you sit and wish your life away I can't stand but to say.We want to see you another day.You've had a bad life we know.But you shouldn't let hatred and suicide grow.Just please tell yourself you'll let it go.Come sit with us and let our love show.
Every Second I DreamEvery moment every second I dream.I always wake up just to scream.But the only thing is that my whole life is one streak of beam.They say before you die your whole life flashes before your eyes.But my life it goes in every blink of an eye.I try hard to look at the sky,but I cant since I always look down.And with a soul in every frown and a king in every crown.I try hard to drown out the sound of every scream of every dream.This may be the only time I can redeemthe possibility to find the seambetween my life and my dream.
Meeting The LordWhen I dienext time I crywill be the last time I say goodbye.I will ascend from earthI will be brought to new birththe one I will meet I will call fatherthe others there I shall call sister and brother.The one I speak of is our lord and saviorJesus Christ and God whom will always be there.He will love us forever and will look after us for alwaysif your saved this paradise is where you will stay for eternity or non-stop days.
A Female In WhiteA female in whiteStanding uprightShe stares at the cornerNo one knows what she's waiting forEverything happening behind her is evilShe sees nothing but ghosts and sons of the devilShe stares away all the time not looking backIn hope that nothing she sees can attackEvery noise she hears scares her moreSpecially now the sound of a doorThe ax now missing from the shedA demon had cut off her headShe still sits staring at the cornerAnd if you see her never look towards herHer eyes gouged out and head still hangingYou can hear the sound of the shed doors slamming
Agony of WantsMy spirit aches from agonymy bones are shaking from this tyrannyI craved the dead so eagerly.My answers had just rose from the graveit was so tempting I couldn't behavestepping foot unto the deadI had awoke lying in bed.I dreamt of having eternal lifeI got up feeling like i was stabbed by a knife.
Death Is NearWhat is that tapping on my window? Could it be the lonely crow whose glare can peirce the soul? Or maybe a branch from the old oak tree that howls from the wind. I near my blinds as the tapping comes to a halt. I look out my window only to find the words in the fog upon the glass "Komm mit mir in die leere". This message I read wasn't quite clear. Moments later the tapping arose but this time upon my door. I leered at the door as the tapping ceased, I opened it with ease. To find a message upon the wood this time in blood that reads "ihr leben endet bald". My heart raced fast as I gained the fear. Once again the tapping rises. My body stiff and my breath not there. My body laid to rest I never found out that tapping pest.