Hiding in the darkness
Rotting in despair
I think of all the things
Things that I have done
I stole and cheated, yelled and screamed
But why dose that matter to the world of those unseen
We hide from worlds of happiness
Embrace those of deviation
But then remember why
Why we are such out casts
Why we do what we do
Why we love such pain and furry
Hate those of happiness and glee
For we know the real world
Where heroes die and are lost forever
Where people only hear the wanted
Where we have only one chance
To let the darkness of our blood
Dark and calm
Black and real
Flow, flow like our souls
Over rock and tree
Blood and body
Life and death
All we do is wait
Hiding in the darkness
Rotting in despair