• To see is to see
    to be heard is to be heard.
    no matter what happens
    you are who you are.
    to be melting in the hell fires
    you cant believe whats happening
    your life is ending
    never to be no more.
    as you stand willowing in the tree's
    to see how it ends
    so fast
    so quickly
    never to know the secrets
    to stand within the crowds
    no one see's you
    no one wants you
    your life goes be so quickly
    as you are already dead
    you cant stand it no more.
    you slice your wrists
    as your heart is dead,
    bleeding on the floor
    you figure out
    you don't want this no more
    dying on the floor
    your life goes by your eye's
    you figure out
    you done all you could
    bleeding on the floor
    one last time
    you start getting cold
    you die
    one last time