Flames lick the back of my neck,
heat engulfs us both...
Another day nears its end
as night dances around the horizon...
My skin is a canvas
For the artist "The Razor"...
Can you hear my heart's breath?
Shallow and ragged, unsure of its meaning...
Do you promise to love all of me,
Can you handle it all...
My clock has ceased its obnoxious ticking,
It has yet to echo once more...
Whom shall seek the beast without the beauty?
I dance and I sing the songs of my heart...
My will to hold back my pain gave out last night,
The monsters in the shadows grasped my heart...
Pretty little tear, fall beyond the brim of my...
The blue only making you more bitter for my cheek...
If you, my beloved, believe
The truth rather than my attempts of scaring you...