Staring all around
Will she find me now?
Will I be slaughtered by the blood-thirsty hounds?
I'll stand up and take a bow
Well my destruction is the worst drug
And my feelings seem to have sunk
Make me cry until I can't anymore
My suicide is your whore
I can still feel them inside me
While little pieces smash apart
I wish I could be able to see
My black frozen heart
Pushing the blade into the skin
And I can't stop what's withering within
But I don't believe in the sin
Sorrow takes a form
And pleases the eyes like lust
While alcohol is my worst drug.

This is quite something.

Thankx.