Dark Ages (rap)

Take a look back in my life, tell what is and isn't real
For now the eternal bleeding is truly all I can feel.
This abyss that contains me, is bordering my extinction,
Like one wrong said comment, just because I am a distinction.
No I'm not the best, and yes I admit I am not normal,
But doesn't mean I can't rap, because I'm white and informal.
Abnormal darkness is crawling, creeping up onto this human being,
To the point where he wishes to flee, but can do nothing except be Trinity.
Formation of the sadistic, artistic, mystic creature has not been discovered,
So what am I? Area 51 says I'm an optimistic, individualistic piece being recovered.
My past and present, will be nothing if I keep the hole that I'm in,
True sunlight I miss. It wouldn't be bad to see the light again.
Now usually I dont write Dark, but now I have had no points,
My pen hit the paper, and then chose its word of choice.
Rejoice and redemption are sweet, now only if my lyrics could hit the power,
Then I'd be on top of the world, and not trying to knock down the Eiffel Tower.
Hour by hour, I loose my strength due to a never ending anguish,
So as you can guess, 9 out of 10 people, like me, can't stand this.

Chorus/Bridge

"Dark ages, the numorous times that I've encountered,
Are nothing but new to me every time, so I try to be an outstander.
It never works, no matter how strong my feeling come up to be.
I guess I need some additional help, so lets double it up to Infinity. (2x)"