Can they see my soul crumbling?
The monsters that begin to arise
To take the royal throne of my body
And posess my life to its end
I try to fight back
But it is no use
The dark is getting stronger
Taking everything in its path
You can faintly hear the cries for help
Trying to find the happiness that once was
Searching, looking, only to lose hope
You can hear the sighs of giving up
Getting weaker and weaker
Breathes getting softer
Heart beats getting slower
Bones becoming more fragile
Those happy thoughts are no longer
They are trapped in a cage
That has a lock with no key
And it was never to be found again
