That's how you waste your days,
daydreaming about steel biting flesh.
Black water filling your lungs
and merciless tragedy falling down on you.
(Your) suicide notes are just a fashion statement.
Depression is the latest hair dye color in vogue,
(and) your sorrow is just a teardrop
compared against the ocean of despair.
Your days are marked by mourning.
Yielding to darkness to be in the spotlight.
Is your life really such a hell?
Then, why the gloomy face?.
Just keep in mind that life is precious
and tomorrow we really could be dead,
so we'd truly be out of options.
We don't get a second chance.
Raise your spirits.
Refuse to sink.
Gather up strength.
Forget the black and pink.
[Death, death, death comes sweeping down, filthy death the leering clown, death on wings, death by surprise, failing evil from worldly eyes, death that spawns as life succumbs, while death and love, two kindred drums, beat the time till judgement day, an actor in a passion play, without beginning, without end, evermore, amen.]