Come to me my friends
theres a story i must tell...

Dark thoughts fill my head tonight
they jump up and down to the left and right...

Come weary people, welcome to my cell
myself i love it here but truly its living hell...

Love is hatred love is hell
it looks happy but alls not well...

I ride my black horse through blistering cold
to take the weak and ravage the old...

Come and listen to my tale
the story of my life will make your spirit sail...

Dark have been my dreams of late
my mind to weary to open this gate...

I'm lost in the world of love
but love itself has lost me...

Oh i can't wait for that fateful day
when i can say fuk this place i wanna play...