I'm gonna open my wrists to wind
and droplets of rain.
I'm gonna bleed as long as I am alive.
I am a raw, I am the flesh and the knife,
I am the brightest sparkles of bliss and pain.
When there's no self, no chances to lose or win,
useless becomes the surrender.
I am a bit afraid of being no one I knew.
I fight it down. I start my living anew.