I stand in the rain  looking for the answers  why do I feel this way  withering like a dying rose  I must join you  as in life and death  we shall unite as one  to dance in the  ever growing darkness    Why must it be this way  held together by sorrow  my overwhelming desire  is to end this suffering  what do you think I see  when I see myself  death seems so cold  yet feels so warm    My mind is in turmoil  I search in wild despair  for another way out but in vain  I touch the blade to my heart. . .    I yearn for your kiss  from your soft loving lips  I have reached the end  and my time is complete  it all seems so clear  I know what to do  ending my life  to be wed in the grave. . .