Silent screams - beaten and torn

Sanctify - this life of scorn

Innocence withdrawn in fear

Night grows cold and twilight's near

But the light I see is none

Just a spectrum of unreal colours

Which appears before my eyes

For you neither to see, nor to feel

Shattered scattered - remnants of life

What can be extracted from nothing

What can be found within the emptiness

Within the emptiness from which I am fed

I deal in pain - all life I drain

Cherished - the grandeur of melancholy

Always and never - the skyline seems so unreal

If I had wings, would I be forgiven

If I had horns, would there be flames to show my cry

Laughing and crying - nothing remains

No future and no past

No one could foresee

The end has come so fast

And I reach my hand towards this ocean of despair

To grant my soul a lifetime in hell