there is something going on

and it's rough

and it's cruel

and it's deeply satisfying



there is something from inside

that is huge

that is cruel

that is something that you'll never understand.



somewhere beyond the far horizon

the gods of gloom and gore arise

where from an everlasting wound

bleeding are the western skies



the darkness talks, if you do listen

the silence will dance at times

if you don't live within this world

you'll never know about the fight

that's fought within myself so often,

you'll never know what demons dream

how wolves became a part of me,

how crows and ravens rule the night.



watch me rise

as I celebrate your decay

watch me grow

as I fall

and pray