A boy of anguish stands soulless
Forever alone in the darkest night
He wants to make a difference
But, how can a piece of trash change the world
Before he did anything today
He'd have to get rid of everything dark
He'd have to throw it all away
Before he could even try to change it
But, all he had was dark and sad
So, he put hi pen onto his paper
And spilled out everything he had
Pain transforming into world-changing words
His pain staining the pages black
Blood his ink, and tears his inspiration
And he knows there's no going back
He needs to make everything worthwhile
His soul spills onto the pages
His eyes tear up as he bleeds out the pain
Living with it beyond his age
He doesn't think, he feels it all pour out
Under the cover of the night
He let his black tears fall onto the ground
His soul bleeding well out of sight
His inspiration is just killing him
His only fate's to cry alone
A dying soul can somehow change the world
Though he has nowhere else to go
The boy of Anguish gives the world his soul