Something wicked This way comes for you Cultivates your fears And burrows through
Burns the light away And leaves the hate Frail is the mind Of this wicked state
Hatred Can you feel it Building up inside? Hurting Can you feel Your mental suicide? Losing everything, Everyone that you see; God have mercy On the likes of me
Silence Deafens that which You cannot explain. Fury building up inside Your chest again
Futile is the path
On which you Lightly tread Why should you Retaliate when your Cause is dead?
Passion fizzles out Like it's a Candle flame
Darkness rides along With many Different names
Tempers fueled with Primal instinctual rage The inner beast Escapes the outer cage
Frailty, now it's time To watch the giant fall Empty is the heart After it's seen it all