Thousand wounds on my body

There´s something in the air tonight Like a thousand ghosts is everywhere
And it´s so cold..

There's something with the moon tonight It´s so different from other times,
Look at my body there must be millions of tiny wounds!!

My first cut put me closer to Death My second showed me Hell,
now I can´t stop Making wounds on myself..
I cut one more and wonder about what the Demons might tell..
Will I end in Hell??!!