The Art of Suicide Lyrics

I paint my canvas with razors so sharp

Lacerations as abstract art

Soon to hang in my gallery of suicide

I am a lost cause, painting blind

Walk with me

Through my museum of death

Behold my creation

Behold my final breath

My devastation

Observe my pointilist painting

Of scars and open wounds

Hanging in frames of broken glass

In this empty room

I sculpt my demise

My statue of suicide

A monument of desperation

In my garden of desolation

I have designed the blueprints of my fate

I am the architect of my sorrow

It's too late

I have constructed my cessation

I am the man behind my eternal hiatus

Behold my grave stone

Carved with my name

I am the art of suicide

No longer feel pain

Behold my pointless existence

Come to an end

Behold the Last fragments

Of me break away