At night you dream of its cutting edge
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Awake to see as your blood runs red
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Living to die, life flowing out of your vein
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At night you dream of its cutting edge
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Awake to see as your blood runs red
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A suicidal mind as you dwell in your pain
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Look in the mirror, what does it portray
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"To exit this world is all I crave"
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Come forth and step out from the shade
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When the knife meets the flesh
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and you become one with the blade
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Look in the mirror, what does it portray
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"To exit this world is all I crave"
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Come forth and step out from the shade
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When the knife meets the flesh
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and you become one with the blade
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At night you dream of its cutting edge
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Awake to see as your blood runs red
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Living to die, life flowing out of your vein
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At night you dream of is cutting edge
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Awake to see as your blood runs red
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A suicidal mind as you dwell in your pain
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Suicidal Rites
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| Faerghail |
