Feel the beat of a melodic rhythm of something dark.
Dark paint used to express the contempt content of this art.
Losing value of life like an ocean devouring Noah's Ark.
The light is lost within since darkness has consumed the heart,
Of the masked actor who forgot the script so he let darkness play the part.
Regretting every mistake he made since the beginning, the start.
Now it took over his well being and he's no longer in control.
Broken into pieces wishing that he were whole.
No longer a silver platter more like a ceramic bowl.
Part of the living dead with half the body, a dead mind and no soul.
The suffering won't stop, even when the fat lady sings.
He no longer feels his limbs
A puppet controlled by strings
Accompanied by darkness followed by the painful rings
Echoing throughout the night,
And damn it fucking stings.
I perform the silent speech trying to reach in depth.
Only to taint the innocence that I have solely kept.
To further flood in sorrow and increase the burdens debt.
So he escaped within the darkness and forever...