• my heart falls to the ground
    and shatterd just like glass
    a hand reached up and grabbed it
    its in the devils grasp

    i feel my finger pull the trugger
    the bullit enters my skull
    as my coffins lowerd down
    i am still alone

    next door there is a party
    were they smoke and drink
    noones thinking of me
    as my coffen sinks

    noone notist
    noone cryed
    noone was sad
    when i had died