The gloom of cold darkness Falls upon the room The door is shut, the window barred I'm still awaiting you A wintry breeze blows through the leaves In a garden once abloom No knocks I hear, cold drawing near Our the shades of night you look Razorblade A trembling embrace We are now one A tale unfolds by words untold Yet carved in the flesh Let the blood speak for us The stains on the floor The blackened stains on the floor