Infinite Cuts

Infinite cuts

One for each day
For every regret
Cut after cut
For each mistake
Feel the blood poor
How deep can it can go

Infinite cuts

One drop of blood
For all the pain
Another drop
For the laughs
Spill more
For the demons
Cut once again deeper
this time
Or
Feel all that rage raging
deep down inside

Infinite cuts

All the cuts a memory of pain
Locked in with the seal of this crimson liquid
Watch it poor
Remember
Each memory of fear
Each cry of pain
Each moment of weakness
Each time of need
All ended with a blade
All surrendered to the sound of death

Infinite cuts

A cut to end it all you watch the blood poor for the last time
Last memory Last tear Last breath
All the pain All your strugles
For what
What was it all for
And you pass it on
Onto another to take the pain
To take the cut
The curse
The crimson seal
The mark of the end

Infinite cuts it never ends....