~She wrote her own dead
She wrote a thousand words on her note
about her difficult and despressing road
that she coun't take it anymore
and that she commit suicide for sure
She grabbed a knife and slipped her skin fast
So she would cross her devils path and defend her past
But the devil strikes back with his power and his faith
her arms trying to cover her face but it was to late
Crying and screaming, her tears drop
all the way down and they wouldn't stop
She was drowing in her own tears
when she tried do face her fears
But when she wrote her last words the biggest tree was far behind
But in her dreams and in her mind
The devil keeps on living
He waits to the things she had givvin
Waited until she couldn't hold it anymore and she died
Until shes wrote al her words from the time she'd cried
in the middle of the night a vioce was shouting: let my blood drips
Until it corvers my fingertips
PLease you devil let me bleed my life out
And let me scream and shout
The wind that blows and the blood finds a way
But she found the dead anyway
R.I.P.