Sterbehilfe - WIZO

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…