Turn off the Lights.

The blade I embrace cuts deep.
I'll sit and watch the red drain out.
Until the sun brightens the room again.
The "swush" wrings my heart as a beautiful tune.
And I flip the switch just to watch you stumble across the room.

I wrathfully pierce it across them.
And an abundance of bloodshed is reached.
Just to leave my pain.

I could always watch you suffer until you're cold,
But you got what you deserved.
I never let wrongness get in the way.

I thank you for the accordance...