I followed the sickness of her mind
I followed the hopelessness in her faith
I followed her to the darkest place
I followed her into a sharp glass
I bleeded her empty dreams
I cried her noxious tears
She took me down
Buried me under her skin
Who am I?
Blinded by a feeling deep inside
Blinded by the need of perfection
Where am I?
I hear no rational words
I see no light at all
Inhaling each question to my brain
I grew danger to my soul
She painted my mind with rage
She was the ugly answer
She was my hopeless years
I'm an axe cutting all the darkness
I'm out to drift away