Depression haunts me with her cold and hunting lips
I feel the pain of life, I pray for my own death
This agony I feel, I cannot stand myself
I tear the lid of life to let my soul escape
This charming need of death in desperate pleas of help
I feel my will to die, it drags me to my fate
I got myself this further, this attempt won't be in vain
I'm laying in bed about to die, nothing's left for me