I see snow falling
Trough trees in the forest
A white covering
Lays under my chest
Drops of blood are falling down
And encroaching the cold snow
From the wound I made in my head
And the blood streamed below
Pain is making my body
Becoming numb
And I ask myself the question
Why I was so dumb
Snowflakes are fluttering
On the back of my head
You know it already
I’m already dead.