A deep cut hurts the skin
But still not a sound would leave your lips
You wait for the pain to start
For your feeling to win the game
The sharp steel moves through your hand
You are facing the mirror
You see the power in your own look
A silent crie - a short luck
Come! Just a little more
I know you want it too
I know you feel the same as I do
I know you want it too
I know you need it inside yourself as well
Let me!
You press against the cold wall
Have all your muscles strained
The dark curse was inherited
Carved into your genes
You hold the handle in your hand
Facing the end of it
And while the world silently breaks apart
Death is laughing into your face
Come! Run into the light