I wish I could stop breathing at once,
I'd love to rot in the grave.
My life is just a stupid song
That no one wants to play.

The pleasant Death, I pray you here
Please come and rip my heart.
Prepare it with the rotten fruits
Fry up till it'll get smart.

Invite the foes of mine to feast
Fulfill their flesh with pain
And poisoned meat of the deceased
Would make their life's insane.