The torches are blazing
the blades are alight...

In a way it is comfortable
drowning in the present...

Deep in the darkness of the forest
A haunted girl got up to hum...

My skin's like an accordion
With pale indents all around...

The match scrapes across the box
Setting wood aflame...

Help me I'm afraid
There's a monster in my room...

With heavy heart
and empty soul...

I'm scared of my reflection
And the person I've become...

You hold the world in your hands
And you gaze at it in wonder...

When you don't wanna wake up tomorrow
It's hard to work today...

Tears gather on my lower lashes
Threatening the plunge to suicide...

The silver of rivers
The smoothness of stone...