Full moon shining
shine so bright...
His arm stained red
while Laying on the ground...
I'm Shouting,
screaming at him...
Black is Goth's that are sad and alone.
The emptiness in a broken heart...
Sitting here feels like im in a cell
Digging myself into a personal hell...
Now that I'm alive
Tis so hard to thrive...
The night is cold and sharp
Like a blade about to pierce...
I want it to end.
To feel the pain no more...
He is darkness,
My prince of the night...
Into the darkness i walk alone,
with no one to hold and nowhere to go...
The man with wings
flew down to us...
Protected resistance that guards the caged known
Open eyes cant escape to see what is disproved...