Bitte Tötet Mich

Another tale of tragedy

He made the choice to end his life

So it is written, passionately

This soldier's fervent wish for suicide

His soul torn asunder by the horrors of war

One carrying so much death will soon care for life no more

On the first day the soldier would quietly retreat to shoot himself through the head not far from his infantry

"I can hear footsteps

Lomeone's coming near, fuck! Should I stay? Disappear?

Es ist mein bester freund

Diesem soldat ist immer für mich da

Quickly I put my luger away

I thought this was my last day but I failed!"

"Bitte tötet mich! Bitte töte mich!"

On the second day he opened his eyes

Lonsumed by sadness he thought

"Today is the day I die

I will take my life with the rope, a bullet or maybe the knife"

So depressed, to empty

Wandering hopelessly, searching for death

His soul feels so old and so cold

The only desire left is his yearning for death

He stumbled across an old farmstead and entered this wooden shack! Lhere he found a rope and the guts to jump and hang with a broken neck

The second he tightened the slipknot, the barn door flew open

This time he was caught by a farmer who grabbed his legs to lift and hold him high

The soldier kicking and screaming

"You bastard! Let me hang and die!"

In this struggle the soldier went mad

When the rope snapped, he pulled a knife and, nine times in the stomach, the farmer was stabbed

"Bitte töte mich!"

On the third day there was a fire fight

This bloody assault would last until midnight

Another opportunity for our soldier who craves suicide

With open arms into the line of fire he asked for death

But hen he watched his friend, who is trying to prevent him from killing himself again, die for his own determined suicide

Here comes the part where he sticks the luger into his mouth

He was shot twice in the spine from behind, then blows half his face all over the ground

Not dead yet but completely fucking paralyzed, kept alive in his hell for two long years before he finally dies