Unto the lands of Hell have I returned,
Lost within My own detriment, burned.
A shadow of the ghost I used to be,
Once again alone, for all to see.
My family is gone, no one remains;
Taking their own paths far away.
My home is gone, nothing's the same;
Lost to the flames of war to-day.
My love is gone, no more to say;
Friends have come and gone away.
There is nothing more that can be done,
I've lost the one war I wish I'd won.
I am forever forsaken,
A "life" always mistaken,
The one that should not be,
None should have ever had to see.
Always seeming condescending,
A "living" irony, Fate never far from ending,
Yet I always am the lonely soul;
No matter what I do, I've lost control.
Yet no matter what is said or done,
I walk a path as many, all as one.
Too many of Me to count,
No hope for love or life to amount...
Now, I am once again My own perfect darkness,
Within My shadow, both predator and prey
Know only a circumspection of harness;
It does nothing for either to even pray.
I Am the Darkness, an Abyss Endless,
Before My hands, a stretch of brass,
From within My eyes, cold and pale,
No "god" exist, nor devil resist--
Shadows rise again! Overtake what try to gain
Without the penance of a Soul,
Now, I take control, My eyes become the hole,
The dead alone know My place within this dismal space...
I am the Forsaken,
The Shadow of Your Soul;
The Smoke behind the eyes,
The Mirror of Your lies.