Fallen spirit,
Help me live in,
All this bull shit
I've been given.
Give me strength,
And give me faith.
For I fear
My falling fate.
Mind that's bleeding,
Soul that's torn.
Let me die,
To be reborn.
Death filled thoughts,
Flooding my dreams.
I've seen all
For what it seems.
Sinking sorrows,
Drown my passions.
My tears over flow,
To design dark fashions.
Craving blood,
My one division.
Slice the skin,
As was my vision.
Fatigue takes over,
My strength fades quickly.
My pale toned skin,
And voice so sickly.
One no more.
I'm frayed without end.
A silhouette,
The demon's one friend.
-Morbid Seraphim