Glass shattered reflection
A thousand tiny cuts
I got broken inside
Organs crucified

That a person can be beyond repair

Loves bleeding sacrifice
Lamb to the slaughterhouse
Blind in a labyrinth
Scattered prisms glare

Blood ice crystals flow
Internal rivers froze

Pray the storm within will fade
Flowing in my veins
Too many memories
Mourn for calm of grey
Tiny slivers of prisms
Flowing in my veins
Too many memories
Mourn for calm of grey

That a person can be beyond repair