Glass shattered reflection
A thousand tiny cuts
I got broken inside
Organs crucified
That a person can be beyond repair
Loves bleeding sacrifice
Lamb to the slaughterhouse
Blind in a labyrinth
Scattered prisms glare
Blood ice crystals flow
Internal rivers froze
Pray the storm within will fade
Flowing in my veins
Too many memories
Mourn for calm of grey
Tiny slivers of prisms
Flowing in my veins
Too many memories
Mourn for calm of grey
That a person can be beyond repair