Lights prick in the darkness,

self-imposed.

Garish, painful lights of humanity

wishing that door could be closed

Dreaming of a better tomorrow

willing the lights away

gotta keep steppin'

into the frey

Silent screams

in the night

destroying everyone and everything

in the all-encompasing fight

death of you

death of me

this is it

the final three

Ground is shifting

ground is shaking

in my mind

thoughts are quakeing

from a broken pen

from numb lips

spill these words

fast and thick

Red as my blood

Black as my heart

which as you might know

is falling apart