Dark clouds can make a person think things that aren't too good,
Some people would choose death if they could.

I've been held down by the chains of darkness,
It tried to poison my body and transform it into a carcass.

It felt like I was a ghost, invisible to every person on the planet,
Wearing my dark prison jumper suit jacket.

But patients was all I needed,
As I saw the light, and the darkness receded.

The chains grew weak and broke off,
The light healed my skin and made it so soft.

I walk down this road with fire surging through my veins,
It won't die down, not even from the force of the rain.

I will not let the darkness harness me again,
I will not even let it get me when I get hurt by the human race.

I won't have this any other way positive I am determined to stay,
And my mind will try it's hardest not to stray.