With the relapse of a memory,
And a meaning defining it...

A sigh of warm breath
A thought so pure and divine...

A whisper called from the dark
A chill so cold and pure...

As I lay me down to sleep, I drift and drift until...
I dream I'm dreaming of cutting my wrists...

I scream I laugh I cry I cut,
You ask me why...

You are everyone...
Everyone is me...

The sky is starless,
The moon is red...

His heart is broken.
His mind is unspoken...

My sweet angel will you come to me
come break my chains and shackles...

My black abyss which is not a hole, but yet a Sai...
My prize relic so sharp and shiny. So tempting...

Death valley, Death valley where flowers grow...
Death valley, Death valley the grass there grows...

Letting go is hard has hell.
We could have lasted or couldn't you tell...