What is this level of suicidal redemption,
Oh god, its just my reflection,
Staring back with cold satisfaction
Just admiring its creation
With out the least bit of remorse
Just watch
As demetation takes its course
Blood drips down like rain
I know what your thinking
This woman can't possibly be sane
This level of threat is unhealthy
But then again
No one said I was
The least bit sane
My mind finds everything dark
And that spark of hope you saw
Darling
There is no spark
This is the point of no return
Theres no reason to cry
Because you cant save something
When its already gone.