| It's more than controlling | |
| It's more than everything I've got | |
| The force to finish life | |
| Begins in heads, and ends with a knife | |
| When it comes | |
| Slow, deep and firmed deadly | |
| It's more than a wish | |
| Perhaps like prophecy | |
| How does it start the first time? | |
| How does it start when it comes? | |
| The wish to kill again | |
| Is now stronger, stronger... | |
| First - I will try | |
| Second - my own way to die | |
| A third time - try to die once more | |
| EDGES, cut, EDGES | |
| I watch the days go by | |
| Can't wait for the night, the night | |
| Again my pulse grows | |
| I'm ready to cut me off | |
| I'm sure this will be my last try | |
| I will kill me, myself and I | |
| This time I'll make no faults | |
| I will use eternal force | |
| Is this right - is this wrong | |
| Do that act - must be strong | |
| Can't wait now - I waited so long | |
| This time for sure - I'll be dead | |
| I'm dead - I'm dead - I'm dead - I'll be dead | |
| First - I will try | |
| Second - my own way to die | |
| A third time - try to die once more | |
| EDGES, cut, EDGES | |
| I watch the days go by | |
| Can't wait for the night, the night | |
| Again my pulse grows | |
| I'm ready to cut me off |