Desolation,
 Under blackened skies.
 Fuel the fire with cold intentions,
 Rise above the sick,
 And weak.
 This harsh reality.
 What did it to me.
 Solitary,
 Devastation,
 Write the words into their minds
 And free my will,
 And my mind.
 From this pure and sick damnation.
 Walk the road from dusk 'till dawn.
 Find the path you're looking for.
 By the time I realized,
 How far I've gone,
 It was too late to stop it,
 But there is still one last chance,
 At redemption.
 For both of us.
 He was my first hope,
 And now he's my last
 What I've done,
 Cannot be undone.
 I cannot stop
 What I've put in motion.
 But perhaps,
 I can keep it from ever starting.