This blade so sharp
Has played its part
Cut through the depths
So perilous
Within my heart
When I lose my head
I search the shed
To find my mind
But it seems this time
I'm as good as dead
Now what's so bad
Bout being sad
And giving in
I've given up
On drink and drugs
Yet I still sin
Spin and spit and slit my throat
To cleanse my soul

oh the blade is sharp
I wear thin skin
my mind torn apart
half grimace half grin
cut the cords that bind
this soul in shards
blinded by light so bright
cutting holes into hearts
oh the blade is so sharp

Maybe you'll don my shady blood soaked coat
I hung it outside of my hole
I dug in deep
The walls are steep
And I got no rope
Seems like I said
I'm good as dead
Without a hope
Well one day I hope they’ll say
He was a good man who just lost his way
Because sometimes lies
Sound so much more nice
Than what we hide from the light of day
So the story ends
When the madman grins
What else can I say
Sometimes evil wins
Such is the way of men
Coloring the sunshine in shades of gray


I don’t believe you exist
in this state I am out of my mind
was it an illusion
or just a lovers tryst
my third eye has gone blind
a spiritual intrusion
dead and gone
or just dead
I dont know anymore
been gone for so long
I see them in my bed
I spoke to the raven nevermore