A blood-red moon, the time is near.
My wrist is cut, the end I fear...

Romantic Fake
a lying heart...

Alone in the crowd
one star in the night...

You've got a corner to yoursefl
All your own, nobody else...

Can you bleed like me?
Do you slice your wrist...

Crimson river
Puddles form...

Far away
a distant chill...

Cut me open,
slice my wrist...

The beauty of the darkness
surrounds my very soul...

Darkness falls
stars come out...

Spaced out and drowned in thought
Sinking deeper, cant be taught...

Your words are equal to my blades,
they cut me just as deep...