Darkness surrounds
Feeding on souls
My heart it pounds
As my body gets cold
One by one
They fall to the floor
The Devil has won
As hope runs out the door
From both my arms
Blood slowly drips
As I cause myself harm
And my skin slowly rips
From the glass in my hand
So sharp and smooth
I hold my life like sand
And only my pain can soothe
And this man called Death
Is the only one that helped
This man called Death
Knows exactly how Ive felt