I carve your name out
In my blood on the floor...

Raindrops run down my window
It's been raining for three days now...

This is a message from the frayed
It's from all of us who have been played...

Part One: Carving
I dim all my lights...

Only once it happens, has it happened yet?
As I hang here, tell me when I'm dead...

Fire falls from an open sky
While we all scream and die...