So soft and so pure
White as snow
It's beautiful, and I don't mind the pain
Pretty soon it won't be felt.
Just another drop of blood
Life sinkin' in this sea of death.

So soft and so pure
Gentle as a tear
Screams when being touched
My own red river, my life slipping away
Get away, that's my decision
And I like it that way.

My perfect skin is torn
You came in too late
I'm already gone.
I don't care, didn't like it anyway.

You can't touch me, you won't watch me dying
You won't catch me as I fall
I like living this way, like the color
Only trying to get away from my self

Power's in my hand
You can't stop me now
So soft, so pure
But already torn
I'm drowning.