• Why must this happen,
    Was it truly right or an I severely wrong.
    Why has the dragon of despair,
    Consumed my soul.
    Into the eternal blackness is now my mind.
    The skulls liter there,
    The skulls of sorrow.
    The blood pours from my soul.
    I look to the dark horizon.
    How lovely the shades of black,
    How lovely the shades of despair.
    Where am I?
    Who am I?
    Was I a individual or,
    Just part of the spiral that consumes all.
    Will I ever tear my self free.
    Or has the dragon chained me.