My cold dark world

The is this cold dark world where i stay
There is this dark little figure that tells me what to say
This world used to be colourful and bright
Now in this cold dark world there is no light
In this cold dark word of mine
I am slowly running out of time
My heart has not yet been taken over
My heart, in black it will be coverd
In my dreams i go to a special place
i wish i could leave the dark, gone without a trace
But i know i never will,
myself is whom i seek to kill.