Why is my skin so soft, so easily torn, so simple...
why is this knife so sharp, so strong, so cold...
The rage is growing deep within me
blood is the only thing i could see...
Knock, Knock came a sound from my door,
And If I open it I know I will be no more...
Today is another shady day
Filled with clouds of black and gray...
From the depth within your mind
Can you imagine a goddess of despair...
Staring up to Heaven,
The stars, their songs will raise...
What would it take to proclaim a lost source of...
"nothing" whispers back from the hollow...
Lightening flashes about me
As I cling to my black cloak...
Where was god
when i lost my mind...
I wrote this because i always felt like i was that...
She sat there crying silver tears...
Squeeze the life from me
My lovely boa constrictor...
There's no more blood inside
The knife has taken it all away...