To all of you I can’t compare
I am the delinquent in my despair...

So much heartache kind of makes me feel
that i shouldn't take you to heart...

For years this crime goes unjustified
while you lie in your coffin...

This is me i am here
while i sit on my throne my career...

Come inside this head of mine
a casket full of useless times...

When your moon is thick with that evil sin
subtle words play across your grotesque grin...

All the time
you were right...

Her glory was lost
to a strange offering...

Fish out the weak and bleed out the dead
suffer for a creed this doesn't make sense...

Recite the sirens of a cold white night
as the fear of solitude consumes me...

I could recall that day so clearly
like old wounds re-inflicted once more...

Within the deep glistening gloom
a shadow gently creeps all over the room...