Today’s supposed to be the day
But please, don’t wish me happy birthday
I don’t want to see it pass
I don’t want it to last
I’m getting older and older
Crawling deeper and deeper
Farther and farther below the floor
Every day I feel my time has come
Each day I crawl toward my grave
My heart is black
My eyes are blind
There is no more light
A broken vase
A shard in my veins
The blood that flew to my brain
Is now shed onto the white porcelain
And so I die
I fall on the floor
My heart is free
And I care no more
I see the dawn
I see the twilight
I see the night
But I run into the light
And now I revive
Into a better man
And until I re-die
I won’t be afraid again
