He left his letter beside his bed, and it read that he would be dead, by the time I read it. There was a trail of blood that lead.. down to the cellar and that's where I found him. So beautiful with a blood stained head, I wish I could've been there.
And in this letter now I write: Why I must now say goodnight forever? And on that day, my heart died, and with this bullet I'll take my life... GOD DAMN HIM!
So beautiful with a blood stained head, I wish I could've been there.
As the daylight died on the summertime suicide.
SUICIDE.