I carry monsters some monsters with me; they lived in the dark place that I’m from
They’ve dropped masses to their knees, and their footsteps sound like drums.
But I never heard them coming, despite the fact that they were running
For the worst one of them all, was the one I was becoming

They carry a silence so loud, it rattles the heavens --
Inaudible to the crowd, but my ears it deafens
I feared one day they’d take me over --
Surely, no one could handle this exposure
But their past victims ran… instead, I pulled them closer.

It’s the demons of my past that help me make this moment last,
They brought me to the point where she was just within my grasp.
So I stopped there in that moment, and took a second just to hold it
Paid no mind to the darkness, or the clay from which I’m molded.
And she paid it no mind either; so I pray the monsters don’t deceive her
She’s from the light I’ve never seen, and she’s made me a believer.

These monsters made me blind – taught me to doubt the things I’ve learned
They broke the gears inside, but it was she who made them turn.
The fire had been extinguished, but I swear she made it burn.
And she made that flame burn bright, to be my guide throughout the night
She and I both saw the sparks, but knew not fire they’d ignite.
If this is wrong, I can’t be right; she’s my lantern in the night.
And I may be from the darkness, but one needs dark to see the light.