(Solo: Chris Both)
I am walking here in the nature.
I see a beautiful path.
With a lot of stones.
I am sitting on a stone.
At the water.
Looking at a mirror
I see mu own face
There is a lot of fog.
For me it is Suicide Mist.
I am now thinking here
hearing some haunting voices
I have so many choices...
to live...
or to end my life...
I can't see anything
The mist is killing me
I see a lot of bolt trees
It look likes
The trees have a lot of sorrow
I just can't think about tomorrow.
There is only one option for me
and that is suicide.
This is the end of my life.
Goodbye empty world.
This was just the way to live for me.
This was just.
Suicide Mist!
I am walking here in the nature.
I see a beautiful path.
With a lot of stones.
I am sitting on a stone.
At the water.
Looking at a mirror
I see mu own face
There is a lot of fog.
For me it is Suicide Mist.
I am now thinking here
hearing some haunting voices
I have so many choices...
to live...
or to end my life...
I can't see anything
The mist is killing me
I see a lot of bolt trees
It look likes
The trees have a lot of sorrow
I just can't think about tomorrow.
There is only one option for me
and that is suicide.
This is the end of my life.
Goodbye empty world.
This was just the way to live for me.
This was just.
Suicide Mist!