Sweet is the knife that cuts the skin,
I'm bleeding feelings from within.
Cold is the metal, bourne so rare and razor's blade returns so fair.
Sweet if the hurt that drags away the pain, open my eyes, makes me sane.

Everytime I'm staring at myself
I'm wondering if all this was in vain.
One last time I try to face the mirror.
This lonely moment seems to last forever.
Everytime I see myself alone,
Everytime I have ever cried beacuse of you!

Everytime when you just looked awat
I became emptier inside.
Take me out of this haunting darkness...
Bring me back to life... bring me back to life!
Salvation!