The edge of reason
Constantly waver...

Nobody would believe
That my wrist does bleed...

Strip off my wings
With your constant lies...

Everything we know today
Will be the questions of tomorrow...

*-This is a bit brutal, just to warn you...
Blood meet the walls...

You cant know the countless times
These feeble hands carried my heavy head...

Metal meet me
Make me whole...

Smile for them
Frown for you...

Your face covered to me
In the shadows you keep...

Being next you
Dying in your hold...

I crumpled into your arms
Like the pages of a burning book...

Past the cracked skull
Gleaming through the dirt...