My mind between day and night
good and evil like two sides
of a coin made of madness
sometimes dark sometimes
bright
Innocence and guilt only shapes
of a game I cannot win
lust and despise only pattern
no one to blame
My mind as
gloom as a cave
as dark as a grave
Strength and weakness only schemes
not to care, killed myself
long time ago
no one
for the guilt to share
The end of the game now it is quite near
I confess the guilt I'm afraid I cannot bear
My mind as
gloom as a cave
as dark as a grave
Death the only border left to cross
to escape my fate
how many slaugther will there
pave
the way to this gate