In which we understand
That light is nothing more
Than darkness
Visiting a distant friend

In death we see that breath
Was nothing more
Than an endless suffering
Worth living in

In fate we know that decisions
Make the man
Out of dreams
He keeps envisioning

Out of hate we can make discipline
For every anger
Theres an ignorance
Which was once a simple innocence

And with my time on earth
Ive turned self affliction
Into scars which
Reveal my mortal blemishes
Its torture but i love more than
Just my self
And ill scream love before i finish this