darkness listens to you child but voices muffle their whispering don't let them deceive your worried head we all fall down, belong to the king the mask is just a force-field your empathy will paralyze the blight the reflection that you are seeing is your love, yourself, you're alive darkness is consuming but, it will help you through the end so don't deny your suffering let the suffering lend a hand he pays you with his crying his tears fall upon your eyes blind daughter, blissful life don't you dare lie to me it's his revenge you see men in black coats in the kitchen shiny spoons digging into dessert at the wake of the funeral you watch them laugh play in the earth have you awoken little child? from this nightly sleep you have called into wet dreams of disaster can you fight the red blood? trigger happy ghetto shroud she smiles on her phentermine pills germs pollute the halls of the proud someone's off on a delusional spill and she's shaking, pounding at the dust the smoke the paradise she chose her place to rot inside and it came with no such price she just left herself there standing in an echoy room and when you wanted an apology instead you were met with her heart of poison Give me a good reason to live Give me a good reason not to sell myself short! You have taken it all before I learned to hoard My treasures, my self, my own worth. When he softens my skin within The bleached pale corpse's asylum Perhaps than he may learn to feel feel the one, my only...perception.