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