As I begin my descent to minus zero, my fading thoughts are of you
The river ran with crimson as we watched the Darkness crawl along the ground
Tragedy makes us realize that we’re still human
To rip my heart out and give it to you, to hole it in your hands and do as you please with it is the greatest of gifts that I could ever give to you
To run and hide in my safe haven is in your arms
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