Sorry for those awful things I did. Staring into the sun, I'll try to take them back Turns out I don't even exist anymore Beast of nocturnal beatings, I am Bearing scars from another one While I battle my own twisted thoughts, I watch their actions take on godless forms "Kill the young, steal their goods before they swarm Shatter doors, break their soul and reap reward" I cannot see this night ending well There is no order and all else is in hell Beast of nocturnal beatings Brings forth light to the nether one Bleed, bleed, bleed! Bleed for the right reasons Plant your teeth into the needs of those The only way I can replenish myself (A pure nothing... Pure...)