No more sunshine, no more light. Where have the stars gone that shown so bright. A moon lit path deep into the night. It shows your black soul, torn from plight. A twilight so dim that only sorrow remains. Let go of the cloth that you've blood stained. Because as you lie awake, in the bed that you made. You can't help but think, you've gone insane. You've lost it, and you just start to cry. Your eyes won't shut, and a piece of you dies. You try to cut it out, but that's a dull knife. You try and try, and try as you might, nothing will stop the pain of tonight.