"Razors spinning round and round,

cutting into the ground,

uncontrollably,

what has happend to me?

Circling over head,

I will soon be dead,

This is all I heard,

People screaming in my ear,

I felt a bloody tear,

dripping down my face,

I am slipping to erase,

Blood upon my feet,

Blood on every street,

Blades are trying to find me,

I start to bleed,

why am I so lost?

I know I've been here before,

Why is my head so sore?

I seem to fall to the flood,

I see blood beneth the door,

Razors fall next to me,

now I see,

my head is rolling on the floor,

I am no more..."