Think of the light when dark comes to bite.
In fact it's in spite that I'd take my own life.

Not to sound naïve but I feel that I'm supreme.
And If only I could be the man I am in my dreams.
I'd finally be free of these thoughts that're killing me.
I am my fathers seed but my fruit is that of a another tree.
I am a different breed, a totally separate species.
Living to see the death of humanity.

Eclipse of the mind.
The patterns in time.
The moon and the tide.
My alien third eye.
All these useless words make me feels special.
If I repeat them enough, I'll not become the devil.

He speaks to  me so clearly.
He said he loves me dearly.

I'm nearly there.