With knife of crimson blade,
Fleshy throats been cut...

Minor scratches,
Start anew...

Shatter those little hearts, kill them all!
Feel and watch them die...

I'll try with my heart,
each fiber of my soul...

That one day,
it all changed for the best...

Waiting along the lines
Of light and that of dark...

Blades of steel,
Heart of stone...

He seems to quit,
When I come near...

I'll wait for the moon,
it's slow progress creating perfect beauty...

Carvings in flesh
let loose the river...

Ragging fires,
Chorus sing...

As I lay there watching,
Drifting on clouds of snow...