I have come here to the end, down
Beneath my soul and pitiful world
Defeated, I reside in
A dark world
I may find comfort here
I may find peace with void-like emptiness
How pitiful....
Its killing me
Its calling me
Its pulling me
And following me
And in my darkest moment, laughing and weeping
The moon tells me your secrets, im confident
As cold and dark as I am
Your light but not my own and
The sense of dark depression
Passes over me.....
And as I pull my head out, I am without one doubt
That I don't want to be down here
Feeding my darkest feelings I
Must crucify my demons
Before its far to late
Before my light gets put out
Before I hide away
So crucify your demons, before its far too late
And leave behind that place, negative and blind and sinful
And you will come to find, we are of all one mind
Nothing more or less, imagining it is unconceivable
Just let the light touch you, and let your words spill through
And let it pass right through, bringing out all hope and reason
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