• Drip drip Crimson tears fall

    Click click     The final finale

    Creak creak     up the stairs where death is hung as a noose

    This is the suicide of the masses....


    You started strong, innocence now gone

    began to fall, reason is drawn in darkness

    of deepening paranoia and confusion,

    abusing the system of right and wrong

    you knew the end was near all along


    This is the suicide of the masses...


    The world is against them, no where to turn

    the smiles are burned, the lesson is learned

    no one cares how you fare, bare no

    thoughts, emotions, gone. Gone. Gone.

    This is the suicide of the masses...


    Your broken smile reflected as life fades drip drip

    bullets of self conclusion against your head click click

    Pain growing tighter as the noose grows tighter creak creak

    drip

    click

    snap


    this is the suicide of the masses.......