Depression eats at my heart,
And makes me feel hollow inside.

There is no hope my dears,
I can no longer see this light witch you speak of.

I'll let the darkness eat the very core of my soul.

I am covered in the very venom that took everything I believed in,
Bathing in it,
Drowning in it while I try to breath and keep my hope bright as the stars in the midnight sky.

These dark thoughts have taken my pride and honesty,
I am a liar and a coward now with a great sadness flowing over me.

Kiss me goodbye my dears because I am now one of depressions children.

Depression it has shut out the light,
Making me lose the battle I have fought for so long.
Oh, depression it does horrible things to thee.

A story of a king, a queen, and a kingdom of dust,*
A story of dreams, desires and lust,
A castle surrounded by ivory towers,
An enchanted kingdom of ancient powers,
That's were we fell in love a life time ago,
In a place where at midnight the sky seemed to glow,
In a battle of anger, loss, and pain,
You bid me farewell, didn’t bother to explain,
So our story remained preserved between tattered old pages,
And my love confined in distant old cages.