“I look into the rain, as the sun dies away.
The clouds go come and the rain sways into the winds.
Bloody rain drops fall from the sky.
They see just the monster inside me.
They see the beast that rages within.
Again and again I am beaten down.
Yet I can never utter even one little sound.
They beat me and drove me into the dirt.
Though the rain of the new night will wash it all away.
Though they see me as a demon.
I love and try to protect them, with anything I have.
I will never fail as I continually press on!
Bloody rain drops fall from the sky.
They have clouded judgment.
I will still save them all, even through the hatred.
My red eyes will be the ones to guide them to comfort.
I will challenge my fate, and the gods.
I will not fall, nor shall I break into destitute.
The residue that lays on the walls.
That my blood used to stain.
Will be my driving force, through even the most abhorrent pain.
I am the shadow, inside the light.
My fire burns with the will to and yearning to be bright.
I’ll walk inside the shadow if I have too…
I walk in alone or with others.
My heart is pure, and though I can never find cure for the new form I now have.
They’ll never be disgusted again… they’ll look up to me in hope.
That as I continue to walk the shadows… that I come back home.”
The clouds go come and the rain sways into the winds.
Bloody rain drops fall from the sky.
They see just the monster inside me.
They see the beast that rages within.
Again and again I am beaten down.
Yet I can never utter even one little sound.
They beat me and drove me into the dirt.
Though the rain of the new night will wash it all away.
Though they see me as a demon.
I love and try to protect them, with anything I have.
I will never fail as I continually press on!
Bloody rain drops fall from the sky.
They have clouded judgment.
I will still save them all, even through the hatred.
My red eyes will be the ones to guide them to comfort.
I will challenge my fate, and the gods.
I will not fall, nor shall I break into destitute.
The residue that lays on the walls.
That my blood used to stain.
Will be my driving force, through even the most abhorrent pain.
I am the shadow, inside the light.
My fire burns with the will to and yearning to be bright.
I’ll walk inside the shadow if I have too…
I walk in alone or with others.
My heart is pure, and though I can never find cure for the new form I now have.
They’ll never be disgusted again… they’ll look up to me in hope.
That as I continue to walk the shadows… that I come back home.”