I Remember All These Clearly,
These Scars On My Wrists...

As The Thunder Rumbles,
And The Lightning Strikes...

Secrets To Be Told.
Lies To Be For told...

For Someone Who Dreams,
The Dreams That I've Dreamt...

You seem so friendly now,
With all you have to say...

Those cold, bitter words,
That stick right to my heart...

Those lovely razor blade kisses,
Are what I adore...

Trembles down my spine,
Forever feeling incased...

Surrounded In Your Blanket,
Of Everlasting Love...

The Swift Cold Breeze,
Of A Winter's Day...

Diminishing Love,
Like The Deepest And Darkest Of All Dreams...

Never Have I Felt So Low,
So Much As I Do Now...