Deafening roaring comes out of the silence;

Black even though there is light.

Tongue tasting blood, although nothing is on it;

Death, without a fight.

Crown me, drown me,

Make me sorry,

Thrill me, kill me,

Make me pay.

The more I feel, the less I cry-

Don’t want to answer the call.

Never allowed to stand up for myself,

Can’t stand at all

Crown me, drown me,

Make me sorry,

Thrill me, kill me,

Make me stay.