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I don't think I am here today
Can you hear me screaming, screaming for what I need?
Darkness comes to play
I take the blade to my skin, but I don't feel like I bleed

Retribution, this is something I deserve
Am I too far deep within for you to save me?
How am I to use the thoughts, the words you gave me?
The art of falling from the light

Crimson Tears
Turn all my numb and fears
Into artificial emotion
Do I fight this sickening notion
See these scars? I've paid the tole
I rise to my feet but stand, no longer whole

I catch your eyes (my eyes)
It's my world demented as it may be
I'm held captive by my lies (my fears)
I seek refuge inside my twisted sanctuary

I hide behind my tears
(See me not I seem to scream)
And remember all those years
(Please let it all be a dream)
Where I could close my eyes and see.
(I can feel the burning stares)
Just how beautiful life could be
(But when has life ever been fair)
Now when I peer through those lashes
I look upon a sea of ashes