Stood on the bridge
Staring at the water
Blood should drip from the skull
The grey tides should drown us
Dark times must ensue
It must be hurting
Insipid words of boredom
But the binds still restrain me
Tight wound mortal coils
Tear them up for me
Misanthropy lurking
With the horrors hidden deep
Doom will devour them
Grand deathly conquest
Lullaby of gravestones
Blood will be set free
Now I am happy
The tears a facade
Weakness surrounds me
Feet planted still
Fear all consumes me
But I hide it well
Another night here
In my black Hell