If darkness could hear, he better hede my words,
I'm an angry boy, and anger will show.
I won't light up, cause light has never been good.
I live in the dark, where my only friends croon.
Death is my angel, and my angel sings,
"I brought your friends to heaven, fitted them with wings",
But I'm not feeling happy, I'm not feeling sad,
Death is my nemesis, and that only makes me frown.
Don't torture me with flames, cause the flames will light my soul,
Just leave me in the dark, where the angel knows I'm home.
I feel helpless, cause light is always there,
Feelings of emptyness are things that I need.
I've never known pride, or nothing of the sort,
Cause the lord knows I got nothing to be proud of...

My lord knows, I got darkness, and the darkness, is my friend...