Through Schizophrenic fog she'd see,
Evil spirits calling thee.
They seem they are as real can be.
Can't realize what's real you see.
Suicide ain't painless,
Survivors go through changes,
The change I'd leave than take it if you please.
I'd like to find some way to make,
Our dear departed one awake.
She ever loved and had not hate,
Once deed is done it's far too late.
Can suicide be blameless?
The soul then won't go claimless,
Survivors find God's Will on bended knees.
The game of life is what we play,
And if Satan has his way,
He'll take your loved one some fine day,
But will he win on judgement day?
Suicide's for losers,
Some scriptwriters say they're choosers,
In this form of death it's from disease.
The liar's sword may pierce within,
But heaven knows he cannot win.
It's tainted now with Satan's sin,
The Blood of Lamb makes sin not win.
Is suicide so painless?
It forces us to changes,
We'll see again our loved one 'cause of He.
And you can take or leave Him if you please
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