"The worlds black and i cant see...
I walk and i crash right into the tree...
The tree that makes my eyes bleed..and my head bust out wiht blood.
The tree is long and silver
Its sharp and pointy with a handel
When it touches my body
I can feel the burning like a candle
The tree looks as its a kinfe..
OMG!!I it is a knife
I've just cut open my face
As the blood flows from my body all over the place
Does it hurt?No! It feels so good to bleed.
I keep cutin and cutting..To death I pleed
I cut and cut and cut
Untill I reach the deepest vain..
Now Ive cut to much
And can no longer feel the pain
Im layin on floor
Screamin inside
And now Im dead...And from the gates of hell
I cannot hide
Now that Im gone..Ill go to a different place.
But..is it..??
A better place or Worse?"