In this dark I lose my way, I stand this ground and wait.
I quickly find my demons won twisting me into fate,
I raise and hold my gaze, but casting down he never stays,
A burning hate will pierce my soul, Im driven deeper into my hole,
A price I pay too much to stand this burning coin within my hands.
A single blade to see awakens me, I wait in shadows my body shaken,
the trap is set but I am the bait, a single chance but maybe too late.
 A tested foe for hatreds gain, I see the blood but feel no pain.
Its finally clear that what I see, my hated foe, is and always was….me