Falling through the glass room ceiling
Cutting myself on shards of blue
Torture the candlestick nightly
Bleeding pens with thoughts of you

Ripped flesh dry a single note
Turning purple skies anew
Puncture clouds needle drippings
Bleeding pens with thoughts of you

Silver skies starry wonder
Shadowplay and poison too
Nightmare dreams screams and thunder
Bleeding pens with thoughts of you

Reddened veins glassy light beams
Morning blankets frosty dew
Empty bed cold and wanting
Bleeding pens with thoughts of you

Necrodance a chance of living
Killing all absence of you
Born again a morning rising
Fueling dreams and thoughts of you.