Living in a word of what's been said

What I know is I feel dead

Alone and in this world so cold

Emptying the urn of all that'[s left

Burning the candle at both ends

One less flame awaits the dawn



Would I walk right down to the end

And then push my soul right in

As I watch the remains of my soul

Lost in a crimson flow



Seated on the edge of all that's left

An empty shell full of regret

And the burden of life goes on

Praying for the shining light beyond your life

To put an end to your forever lnight

Embraced upon the sorrow razorborn smile



So I walk right down to the end

And I push my soul right in

As I watch the remains of my soul

Lost in a crimson flow



And I watch the remains of my soul



My soul is shut

My soul is shut

My soul is shut

My soul is shut



So I walk right down to the end

And I push my soul right in

As I watch the remains of my soul

Lost in a crimson flow



And I feel that I might be dead

And I know it might be said

Free from this world so dark and cold