His heart sings dark hymns
Of his senseless life
Hope drenched and deluded
His only refuge demise

And he plays the violin
With a blade and his skin
His requiem hummed
Early morning to dusk            

So light and relieved,
He sheds a single tear
As he fades back into
The days of his life

He used to play the violin
With a blade on his skin
Remembrance candles shine
In the dark of the night.