Clouded eyes watch a clouded path.
Searching for what cant be found.
The shadow of a man drifts along.
In the night, rings the howl of a twisted hound.

"Where is its, is it here, Have I found it yet"
A wall, a locked door, an endless maze.
"It has to be here, there is no where else to go"
The lights burn low in this suffocating haze.

With all my weight I ram the door.
It cracks and splinters falling to the floor.
The room is empty, hollow and dark.
And I realize here I can learn no more.

Lust and envy, jealousy and rage.
Is it a nightmare or am I just dreamin?
But one thing is certain.
Through my veins run the blood of a demon.