I can’t let my heart run away again
But it always feels so good
My love is diseased, watch her condemn
I really think that she should
Try to make it right, make amends
But I know she never would
This is why every night I ascend
Into the dark sky welcoming the end

The demiurge feeds on my primal urge
Half of the darkness in me, I purge
To my spirit, my mind is a scourge
From this corrupt world, I diverge

Nothing makes me speak,
Unless I’m moved by the unseen
Thus spake Zarathustra,
I have angels under me
The New World will be built from my philosophy

I don’t feel golden,
For my crown is heavy like lead
Some days I don’t get out of bed
And I have this voice in my head

The voice tells me to push forward
To always push forward,
For there is a destiny waiting for me
I can see it unfolding finally

Through years of pain
I called up to the voice
My tortured shouts were in vain
Because all that fell upon me was rain

That rain has since ended
The light that I’ve befriended
Has turned my dark soul to gold.