Blood pounds faster in my bulging veins,
I'm bound to my death in tight silver chains...
Knives,cutting,suicide
things that always cross my mind...
It's short and it's sweet
and it's straight to the point...
Oh my mind is a broken tool,
who am I? Am I a fool...
I'm crying out at night
across the ground I crawl...
Another year passed
Another day gone...
Its a fountain of blood,
in the black of a shadow...
Scars on the Inside...
A thousand tears,
I've shed over you...
Every night
a ritual will start...
Have you ever felt like,
no matter what you do...
Black sky filled with stars that only show the way...