The Asylum

Your wrists, its bleeding...

What happened?

Everything seemed fine yesterday,

but you had to make me rage.

We were happy, weren't we?

but how could you let our happiness die?

Don't worry, the police will find you in that tub,

they'll help you if you are still breathing.

Just don't let yourself slip into the darkness.

Your imperfections will be cleansed my love.

I'll tell you a secret,

I was never really released...

I just escaped.

You made me do this,

you had to be cleansed.

Isn't it funny?

We look exactly the same,

but how did you get my knife?

and why are my wrists bleeding too?