I close my eyes and your light is ignored   I entomb my memories and your words are forlorn   Subconscious walls imprison me no more   The blade runs upon my skin, my hands become sore      It must be the crasp of Death that pulls me under the surface, over and over again...      At last I'm setting myself apart from your useless ways   At last I forsake the burden you created for me   Your illusions are like dust to me   Just some reflections of worthlessness      Hate breathes within me   I see thousand times farther than any of you can   You failed to sense the harvest which you've become   You revealed me the weakness in man      Bitter sweet is this view of solitude   ...take me but not my flesh...   Confused I am by all these dark emotions;   Am I to sink in these infinite black oceans?      I see cursed bodies dance around Devil's fire   My Dark Father! Receive me... complete me... impale me with immortality