Release Me Please

Sweet death take me from this place of pain were my memorys of her sting like poison rain were anger and hate replace what was once so pure to make me the man i hate to be, there is no cure The embrace of pain as I slice my arm the stanley knife has no charm with blunt blade, and no skill at all my blood trickles down and begins to fall what now for this love sick fool, what more lies can become me, its cruel twisted and corrupted I feel the calling death to everyone, there will be no mourning When your time comes, do not feed me your fear Just die in quickly, your cries I will not hear When everyone Is dead and my pain is free I will turn the gun on me