On his seventh birthday  A bunch of school friends entered his home  Mummy still laughed as they started to celebrate  And then she left'em alone    In the middle of the mountain of presents they gave to him  Stood a nice fancy care  With sweet sugar towers, and funny coloured flowers  Their eye's reveal expectation    And he did the first cut he never thought about blood  There was an innocent smile in his face turned to white  Have his eyes told him lies, his face turned to white  'bout little sparky's head in the cake    C'mon cut the cake - greetings to your  Birthday - birthday its your last  Your dead dog's eye's watchin' you  Birthday - birthday its your last    The years went by and he grew to a man  And everything seemed to be alright  But nightmares torture him every night  'cause sparky's dead pushed so hard in his brain    He could'nt control his pain and longer  So he baked himself a big cake  With poisoned content, no will to live any longer  'cause he's dead since his seventh birthday