Explosions of fire, frozen in ice.
Victims of addictions seized by their vice
A world without color, a world without strife.
Ease the edge forward, feel the knife's bite.
One slight mishap, One deep slice.
Seven seconds to breath; out goes the lights.
Darkness you become, Swallowed by night
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