"Razors spinning round and round,   cutting into the ground,   uncontrollably,   what has happend to me?   Circling over head,   I will soon be dead,   This is all I heard,   People screaming in my ear,   I felt a bloody tear,   dripping down my face,   I am slipping to erase,   Blood upon my feet,   Blood on every street,   Blades are trying to find me,   I start to bleed,   why am I so lost?   I know I've been here before,   Why is my head so sore?   I seem to fall to the flood,   I see blood beneth the door,   Razors fall next to me,   now I see,   my head is rolling on the floor,   I am no more..."