The city coughs beneath the rain Black smoke stitched across the sky Every face becomes a ghost Every promise learns to die I keep a ledger in my mind Names that never fade away Years have sharpened into steel Waiting for their final day The mirror knows what I've become But still it cannot look away The razor sings The razor sings A silver hymn for broken things I hear its voice above the bells Calling me deeper into hell The razor sings The razor sings And every cut remembers everything The man I was is growing thin The blade is wearing through my skin The candle gutters in the dark Shadows crawl along the walls I speak to those I've buried twice And hear them answer through the halls The grief I carried like a child Now drags its chains across the floor I swore that justice lit my path But I can't tell the difference anymore The mirror knows what I've become And now it smiles back at me The razor sings The razor sings A silver hymn for broken things I hear its voice above the bells Calling me deeper into hell The razor sings The razor sings And every cut remembers everything The man I was is growing thin The blade is wearing through my skin I opened every wound again Searching for a name to blame Until revenge became a mouth And whispered mine the same Now the streets are closing in The fog is thick around the door I cannot find the road behind Or who I was before The razor sings no more tonight The silence is the cruelest sound I finally see the monster's face And it's the one I've carried around The razor sings The razor sings A dying hymn for broken things The bells are fading one by one And all my wars are finally done The razor sings The razor sings Its final note hangs on the wind The city sleeps beneath the rain But I will never sleep again
