If I could hold
The world in my hand,
I would let it burn
Like I once did.

Oh, how I once burned,
So bright, and so clear.
But the brighter I burned,
The deeper I sank,
The faster I died.
And all I ever did
Was burn brighter.

If I could wish
For one little thing,
I would ask
To be born in darkness.

A place where there is
nothing,
No light to shine,
No fire to burn.
A place where
I never died.

When the moon was high in the sky,
When the light was bright in me,
When good was winning,
I promised to be your white knight.

But then evil started winning,
Darkness began to corrupt me,
Light started fading.
And instead of your knight,
I became the demon
That haunts your dreams,
And the evil
You can never forget.

I ask this of you;
give me not power,
for I shall use it
to destroy you!

I beg this of you;
give me not freedom,
for I shall use it
to cage you!

I plead this of you;
save me not,
for it will suffocate you
in the darkness
that dwells within me!

Don't listen to these lies I sing so carelessly,
Don't trust the promises I make so effortlessly,
Don't believe the story I tell so endlessly.

I am a deceiver,
I lie...
I betray...
I destroy all,
With nothing but my words.

Please tell me
What it's like
To break my heart?

Please tell me
What it feels like
To see me unmade?

Please tell me
Why did I need to suffer?
Please tell me
What did I ever do to you?

What is it you hope to gain?
Will it set you free?
Will it give you a place
To belong?

Please tell me
How can I stop the bleeding?

I am living in a graveyard.
Hollow echoes of people I used to know,
All around me.
Their presence still haunt my mind.

First was my cousin,
Oh how she loved the light,
So much that she ran right into one.
Then my best friend,
He took a leap of faith
Off the nearest cliff.
My dad loved gambling,
Till one day,
He decided to play Russian Roulette
And lost.

But they weren't alone.
And soon neither will I.
As time went on
And more left me behind,
I soon realized,
I was walking on a grey line.
All alone.

I am living in a Graveyard,
A house with nothing
But stone to talk to.

Oh, this world of mine is burning,
But I can’t seem to stop exploring its embers.
I am still searching for…
For something that’s missing.
My hands and feet are charred,
But I can’t stop pursuing.

I know I can never stop searching
I have only found it once...
A long time ago.
But have forgotten what it looks like,
What it feels like
And all that remains of it is the sound it made.
It was the sound of happiness
All that I can hear is the waters of sorrow.

When can I stop looking?
My feet are tired,
their nerves are dead already,
My hands are scorched,
they can barely move,
My body is exhausted and tired,
But my heart is yearning for it.
It wants this pain
To replace the pain
of that missing piece.

The light casts a shadow
And the shadow eases the pain.
Quiets the screams of the forgotten voice,
...But comforting a growing emptiness
And sometimes I scream along,
As if to mimic it,
as if it isn’t lost yet.
But no matter the screams,
no matter the bleeding,
I am empty and without it.

My heart is bleeding
It feels like it’s all dried out,
Like its blood ran empty
when the missing piece got away.
When will the blood flow again?
When will I find that missing piece?