• Fate came knocking on dead mans door
    Swooped straight in and claimed one more
    Dead mans hands grow cold in death
    As he takes his final breath

    Some give their life for those they love
    Some take life neglectful of
    The feeling of joy that they steal
    Taking care to conceal

    Hating life they kill themselves
    Jump from roofs and cut themselves
    Thinking of a short relief
    Ending up with endless grief

    Fate came knocking on dead mans door
    Swooped straight in and claimed one more
    Dead mans hands grow cold in death
    As he takes his final breath