The glass breaks the skin.
From the shard life drips.
Blood covers the ground.
Bearing me from it's crown.

From the cross I bear.
To this blood I share.
Everything unwinds.
Nothing inside.

The voices scream underneath.
Begging for release.
Whispers of things to come.
Hatred run amok.  

In this darkness I lay
To this pain I play
Let this world decay
Beyond this, my shallow grave.