• Go to sleep and close your eyes dream of broken butterflys,who turn away from a thorn you know the pain they have born unto you.The crimson blood shines from under the silver blade.The shining of your tears as you cry out your worst fears.So tonight when you start to cry whisper the cutters lullaby
    Hush little baby your almost dead.
    You haven't a pulse.
    And your pillow is red.
    No one understands you.
    Your friends let you bleed.
    So sleep with a knife tonight because its all you'll need.
    Hush little baby you didn't know life was gonna be
    this hard.So end the pain that you've hidden so well.
    Rock-a-bye baby death will come soon and send you to
    a world you know.