Your body is bleeding
You’re dying
From your own hands
Yarn of lesions
Dark light of your soul
Traces of your riddance
Gates of cuts
You cannot hide the
Yarn of lesions
An opened wound
An opened wound
Eternal scars on your body
Numbers of your fall
You didn’t walk through
The way of Death
Instead of resolutness
Fear lives in you instead of Death
Only scars as vital organ
Only cowardness as vital organ
Live in You
