Standing at the mirror
My face getting clearer
The fog is clearing inside

My head getting lighter
Muscles getting tighter
Control over life is mine

Standing at the edge now
Looking at the crowd now
Singing is out of control

Screaming inside now
I’m going blind now
Dying inside of my mind

Up ahead a clearing
With a strange feeling
A man is blocking my way

The Abyss is blacker
Blacker than black can ever be

Scared of an end now
Wishing to cry aloud
Yell out but no one can hear me

Answering the darkness
The Reaper is upon this
Killing me softly

Pain in my chest now
Cracking of my ribs
Tearing at my heart to
Take everything from me

Searching for a reason
Finding much treason
Everyone’s turned on me

Let the darkness win
Kontinue to give in
Burn another for me

Candles all around
Enemies surround
No friends left for me
Tip over the flames
Wax in my veins
Boiling over again

Killing this feeling
End with no healing
Is anyone here to see

Just let it go
Let it be
Leave me here
No longer alive to . . .

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