The pain it takes with it all
the very being of the gods...

In a dark room, in a cold place.
I stood far from life's fate...

There in that very moment
all my hurt seemed to fall...

I made a wish
I hope comes true...

He comes throw unknown storms
to take the souls of those born...

Drip, drop, hot dark blots
People look as sorrow talks...

A ripple forms in my mind
a twilight rip in time...

I am good at hold things in you see
I close myself off so nothing can hurt me...

A simple sin not lust but more
that ripped across my sleeping from...

The blade the blade that beastly sight
Stricken deep in deaths dark night...

There in silent black
sat a man who seemed to lack...

A drop a tear a final word
to you great beast of doom and war...