It was dark and cold
Dead inside and dead to the world
This place is bleeding me dry
The air is lifeless
No hope, no god, no heart, no soul, no end
Just when you think that it's over
It begins again
I have scoured for ages
This longing is my art
I have begged with your saints
I have bargained with devils
I cannot tell them apart
I find only nothing
No good or evil to me
No light or dark or black or white
Only flesh and what it percieves
A chemical balancing act
A pleasure found in the pain
A sacred, sated suffering
I finally found my place
Somewhere in the middle
My heart begins to race
For the first time I am something
I am but a man
Steeped in pain
My life blood in my hands
This is only the beginning
We were never free, we all heed the call
To suffer is to be
I am child of neither heaven nor hell
As for you, only time will tell