Sorrow drowns my heart, and I would fight not for a breath.
How dare I dream, how dare I care, Whilst united with death?
I belong to the land beyond this realm, the bound of the unseen,
escape these cold hearts, vicious smiles, and everything in between.
Dark thoughts I carry, cannot share with neither foes nor friends.
How can I walk the path, the one away from all my desires bends?
How can I see, How can I feel, While thy true colors are never shown?
Ha! and I have been wondering, how does one turn oneself into stone?
Hard are the days, hard are my ways, and hard upon the world I reflect,
lives dwell into the black, with every ill and sorrow as they wait to infect,
I would cut my heart out ,can no longer bare these feelings within my chest,
and I would lay aground, keeping time until those moments of eternal rest.
