Time to die
Soul leaves through me
Your time has come
Incinerated ashes
A dulcet death you behold
Your throat is slashed
Reminding you mean nothing
Euphoric homicide
A morbid life you lived
A morbid life I ended
The cold steel you felt
Like razor blades, like knives
The pain left
Suicidal retribution
The paint of a corpse on my face
Dead, let the past die