I cry neglected and forgotten,
Alone in the darkness,
Waiting for everything to end,
Waiting for my death.
I hear the cries of angels
And the songs of demons,
I wish they would end,
I wish I could be free.
Torture has become,
My only pleasure,
I'm no longer afraid
Of fear, I now invite it.
I wish to feel, I wish to be free.

Unholiness corrupts me,
As I cry forlorn
Inside the darkness.
No raven comes for me,
No love nor hate,
I'm alone, I wish to be so.
I wish to die alone,
I wish to die in solitude.
Maybe then, maybe,
The bird will flap
Its ghastly wings....