There's something in the air tonight Like a thousand ghosts is everywhere
And it's so cold..
There's something with the moon tonight It's so different from other times,
Look at my body there must be millions of tiny wounds!!
My first cut put me closer to Death My second showed me Hell,
now I can't stop Making wounds on myself..
I cut one more and wonder about what the Demons might tell..
Will I end in Hell??!!