Needle of Death

When sadness fills your heart

And sorrow hides

The longing to be free

When things go wrong each day

You fix your mind

To 'scape your misery

Your troubled young life

Had made you turn

To the needle of death

How strange your happy words

Have ceased to bring

A smile from everyone

How tears have filled the eyes

Of friends that you

Once walked upon

Your troubled young life

Had made you turn

To the needle of death

One grain of pure white snow

Dissolved in blood spread

Quickly to your brain

In peace your mind withdraws

Your death so near your soul

Can't feel the pain

And your troubled young life

Had made you turn

To a needle of death

Your mother stands cryin'

While to the earth your

Body's slowly cast

Your father stands in silence

Caressing every young dream of the past

And your troubled young life

Had made you turn

To the needle of death

Through ages, man's desires

To free his mind

To release his very soul

Has proved to all who live

That death itself

Is freedom forever more

And your troubled young life

Might made you turn

To the needle of death

And your troubled young life

Had made you turn

To the needle of death