My many nights are cold, strange
and strangled by the devil.
Frustrations come easy and I feel
the presence of everything evil.

Angels are spoken of but they are
not talking to me.
Torment has it's claws buried inside
of me refusing to set me free.

Under my feet there's nothing to
walk on but painful spiking stones.
Cutting the skin from the bottoms
of my feet right down to the bones.

My soul is pierced and I feel like
I'm so desperately loss.
The devil is casting his spell on me,
he doesn't care about the cost.

The oceans of blue waters I've seen
they no longer exist.
The warmth of the rains I've felt has
now turned to a bitter cold mist.

Darkness covers up everything and
it's overtaken the light.
The master of evilness has stepped
in and taken away my will to fight.

I don't know myself anymore and
I'm too afraid to have hope.
I'm falling with a promise to find
nothing at the end of the *****.