Living in a word of what's been said What I know is I feel dead Alone and in this world so cold Emptying the urn of all that'[s left Burning the candle at both ends One less flame awaits the dawn Would I walk right down to the end And then push my soul right in As I watch the remains of my soul Lost in a crimson flow Seated on the edge of all that's left An empty shell full of regret And the burden of life goes on Praying for the shining light beyond your life To put an end to your forever lnight Embraced upon the sorrow razorborn smile So I walk right down to the end And I push my soul right in As I watch the remains of my soul Lost in a crimson flow And I watch the remains of my soul My soul is shut My soul is shut My soul is shut My soul is shut So I walk right down to the end And I push my soul right in As I watch the remains of my soul Lost in a crimson flow And I feel that I might be dead And I know it might be said Free from this world so dark and cold