A knife can shatter the sky
When the glass falls like rain
Would it burn when it cuts the skin
Don’t worry; you won’t feel a thing
Call for blood
Call for a flood
And let the world come undone
We were both on opposite ends
Cold, but you’ve got to let people go
Cold, but people can grow apart
A dagger for all your worth
A knife to see how breaking may hurt
Cut the skin and let the frost in
Freeze the blood
And let’s create from something we destroyed
Glass raindrops cut the skin
Oh, but you won’t feel a thing
The life you lose will allow others in
Coursing, flowing, glowing
Red, black, and blue
The knife severs...