Can I ever escape this emptiness?
I don’t know how to erase these feelings.
All this murdering pain and hollowness.
My broken heart you’re constantly stealing.
What else could you need? You’ve taken it all.
My love, my life, my mind, my heart, my soul.
You killed me because you knew I would fall.
I should have known I’d increase the death toll.
I fear my flame has already gone out.
Blown out by the cold, hating winds of hell.
Terrorized by screams and shrieks of black doubt.
Driven insane by the clear-ringing bell.
No, I cannot destroy what isn’t there.
It’s so beautifully painful, beware.
