Black are the crumpled feathers,
Of chain shackled wings...

The moonlight is bright tonight,
As the dark lord plans his nightly frights...

The sun is shining on the grass today,
It numbs the pain, it numbs the pain...

This is my life,
But I cannot live it...

The luxury of revenge, meets unpredicted ends,
Rage invokes supremacy, bleak yet not an end...