Attention all units,
Please respond,
We have a 10-56,
Consumed by hate,
Units move up to the door,
Body on the floor,
Blood on the walls,
Rope around his neck,
It severed his head,
We can't identify his corpse,
An accident by a mind forced,
The demons consumed him,
Fought a battle he could never win,
Wretched mess of flesh and bone,
He lived his life alone,
And if you're still alive,
You fucking die,
With a pair of slit wrists,
I've had enough of this,
I didn't ask for it,
I never wanted to live,
You claim that life is a gift,
Well it's more like a curse,
How could it get any worse?
You'll find me in a fucking hearse.
Attention all units,
Please respond,
I am the burden,
I am a 10-56.