The blade rests upon my skin
Forward and back it slides again...

I danced in your pool of blood
Right after I killed you though...

My hurt burns to ashes
Blowing away with the cold winter night...

Taking chances, living as me
swallowing pain and beginning to see...

Dear Grandpa,
I thought of you today...

Death came around
When i wasn't looking...

Damn the dead
Craters are filling...

Pain and blood
Run through my mind...

Death forever cradles me
In its unknown cold grip...

The razor burns through my skin
As my body is calling its name...

As I take one last breath
I stab the knife into my chest...

Do you know where I am?
High and low, the search...