My Blade

Why must i bleed?
Cant i just quit?
Or must i lie again
To cut the skin of which
The razor so sharp
The shine so deadly
My soul so dull
My heart already dieing
It drives me to ruin
But i keeps me alive
It seems never to stop
But why do i still want to die?
So let me dream
Of a land without knifes
The hopes of my scene
Just with the winds of the belivers
Inside i cry
But the blood seems to save me
So let me wake
Fuck its just the same day
The same ways of all
And the same pains
Of my blade...