• Rainbow sunsets
    Growing dull
    As icy hands
    Rip through your skull

    It doesn't matter
    As you scream
    As far as you know
    It's just a dream

    You're fading fast
    It's growing dim
    As silver knives
    Rip through your skin

    As you're torn
    The pieces scattered
    The chunks of flesh
    All broken, tattered

    Your resting place
    Will not be found
    You will not sleep
    All safe and sound

    Those ice cold hands
    That softly strangle
    The same bloody things
    That twist and mangle

    As the blades
    Rip through your flesh
    You're no different
    From all the rest.