She lent in
Her lips brushed against mine...

The patterns on here arms
Each have their own story...

Strangers are people
You just don’t know yet...

Shrouded with bad weather
Us two together...

As the crimson flows,
And the whispers die...

Tonight the last
Shall have their word...

She looks at me
So innocent...

The truth!
The truth...

I swear to stop
If you’ll only listen...

The knife stained red
The sheets stained red...

I hope she was worth it
Because you’re not worth...

I live to destroy your world
I live to destroy you...