In these ruins of depression,
Where souls are filled with void,
Left empty by the mists of madness.

Under these grey skies,
Where mayhem and havoc
Hold each other's hands.

In this darkened hall
Of unfinished paintings,
Where even tranquil ghosts
Fall into oblivion.

In the blink of an eye,
I would die, just to meet
That special someone,
Who will end it all for me!