The black cloud sits beside me

Facing the fact that you are me

I am you and we make three

Devil may cry; I may bleed

The black cloud moves closer to

You and I, while I am you

You cannot see my devil's face

Wholly unholy, this human race

The black cloud hovers over head

Masking the fact that we are dead

Devils and angels wage their war

Not quite ready for what's in store

The black cloud now covers my brain

Invoking the voice of the insane

War has torn us apart again

Led us to places deep within

The black cloud consumes my soul

Wholly unholy, has now become whole