Follow me,

Unto Heaven,

Unto Hell,

Unto Oblivion.

Do not fear the unknown,

Fear only yourself,

Fear only what you do,

When they're all asleep.

You keep crying,

You keep dying.

A fear of death?

A lame, sad, pathetic lie.

You died long ago.

Every time you cut,

Every time you scream,

Every time you cry,

As the blood flows full and red.

You kill yourself every time,

Every time that knife cuts that soft,

Painful, scar-ridden skin.

You kill yourself,

And this time you went too far.