Sterbehilfe

Don’t like to die so far away from home, he said
Don’t like to die when I’ll be all alone
So I took him to the place where he came from
And waitet for his end to come
I like to help my friends to go away
I like to help my friends to die
Don’t like to die feeling that struggle and pain, she said
Don’t like to die slowly going insane
So I gave her the final drino of joy
And put in her arms her favorite toy
I like to help my friends to go away
I like to help my friends to day
Help 'em to die
I saw him in his burning car
I heard him screaming but help was far
So I walked through the fire and held his hand
Together we waitet for the end…