The Razor,
It calls to me...

Dante pulls out the lily
its orange petals...

From the ashes
of a Shattered mind...

Her Will is my own
I stand by her side...

Pull me up
Drag me to the Bathroom...

Dramatic
Childish...

lean on me
don't be afraid...

Things once Precious
now ripped away...

Her voice is thick
with unshed tears...

Im done
Throw down my weapons...

I vow to protect you
against the fiery depths...

The cold waters hit my feet
As I stare out at the nothingness...