I walked in, foolish me, to this nightmare
Of a crimson blood that coated my skin
With the mirror shattered and conveying no reflection
It was i, forgetful me, who'd been insane
Down fell the blade that had killed me
Cold was the touch of your hand, dear
But lets not revisit that part
Then, naive moi, i cried out
The ***** and the sensation of bleeding
Metal poison to pure flesh, devour me
Oh, foolish me