Esoteric Suicide When the sun goes down And the light has gone And breath has stopped You know what's been done No smile left, no tear was wept Yes, no need to read what's dead Just another why is closed And how may there have left Strange or nice - two ways of doom Walking along my grave with you But I don't wanna wait for the moment The moment when you bring a noose Biting worm inside Slowly choking on what he ate Hands hidden in your heart Fallen angels stealthy fates.