And the silence awakens
Night is here and in the flesh
One razorblade.
One cut.
One single drop of blood.
Hush, Hush.
The night grows frigid cold
A shiver.
A sliver.
A wrist of tainted blood.
Hush, Hush
Listen for the silent scream In the wind, in the tree.
In a lullaby, my sweet.
Hush, Hush.
Love is gone.
Lost is found.
Hush, Hush.
A razorblade dipped in blood.
Hush, Hush.
Awake in the silence
Night is in the flesh.
A razblade.
A cut.
A wrist of tainted blood.
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