-----"Love"----- Come let us smash our legs into uselessness and crawl away together, into the cold. ...my only warmth, within your eyes. -----"Bleed/Bled"----- Were we born to bleed and only to bleed? Was life made to be so sharp and so jagged... poking at us, piercing our flesh? I know what the razor feels like, and I know what life feels like... they are one and the same. -----"Life"----- Life is a razor made to dance upon our backs. Causing one to regret being born, and the world...bitter winter. Creating victims from these hands. God must bless the stillborn