I sit here and find myself thinking of old times
Times when I was depressed...

I hope my demise is slow and full of the glory of...
My crimson tears shall fall with no hesitation...

Deep down my heart is beating.
Wit each beat my heart is bleeding crimson tears...

Theres an angel contemplating my fate...
Theres a demon planning my demise...

Bleeding Bleeding Bleeding
My crimson tears fall...