My heart was hurt,

And i was free,

And all I knew,

I am a man of greed.

A path emerged,

To the silent moon,

With stars singing,

The song of doom.

Aside and far,

Tempted and true,

To choose my identity,

And life of gloom.

Darkness is my love,

Dark is my pain,

As i write this piece,

Thinking of rain.

A world beyond,

With terror and blood,

The world I belong,

Is of ash and dirt.

To satisfy my hunger,

My lust for life,

Of screams and demons,

And echoing cries.

But life hurts,

More than it heals,

Be it the destiny,

And even a thousand pleas.

Aside from those facts,

I remain in a cage,

In the mind of a coward,

Hiding his rage.