The Blade

Fall into my arms

Like you trust me

I’ll keep my blood stained hands

Off your body

Innocent like a child, yet she sleeps with a knife right under her pillow

And the claws won't be near anymore

Paralysed, in denial, ever changing

Will she be the same?

See your shame on the wall, on the cross, in the night

Nobody remembers

When she cried, scarlett skies, on the floor

A million doors, corridors, ever changing

I still feel the rage

Watch out, watch what you say

Your truth becomes your grave

A sword can cut both ways

But I got sharp blades

Feel the rage

Vertigo, all she knows, when the world, drags her soul deep into the shadow

Like a chain it chokes my throat when she cries

I hold her near, hurting world, overwhelming

I still feel her pain

Watch out, watch what you say

Your truth becomes your grave

A sword can cut both ways

But I got sharp blades

Feel the rage

Soft hearts need protection, need protection

Soft hearts need protection, need protection

Feel the rage

Feel the rage

Rage

I feel rage

I feel rage

I feel rage

Rage

I feel rage

I feel rage

I feel rage

Soft hearts need protection, need protection

Soft hearts need protection, need protection