Needle of Death

When sadness fills your heart
 And sorrow hides longing to be free
 When things go wrong each day
 You fix your mind to skip your misery
 Your troubled young life
 Had made you turn
 To a needle of death
 How strange, how happy words
 Have ceased to bring the smile from everyone
 How tears have filled the eyes
 Of friends that you once walked among
 Your troubled young life
 Had made you turn
 To a needle of death
 One grain of pure white snow
 Dissolved the blood spread quickly to your brain
 In peace your mind withdraws
 Your death so near your soul can't feel no pain
 Your troubled young life
 Had made you turn
 To a needle of death
 Your mother stands a cryin'
 While to the earth your body's slowly cast
 Your father stands in silence
 Caressing every young dream of the past
 Your troubled young life
 Had made you turn
 To a needle of death
 Through ages, man desires
 To free his mind, to release his very soul
 Has proved to all who live
 That death itself is freedom for evermore
 Your troubled young life
 Will make you turn
 To a needle of death