Dark winds slapping my face,

cold storms are strong,

My cries wont stop,

unless Im given a life.

Im the deep rough sea,

Im your imagination,

Im not alive,

But I can break a life,

I can smell you,

I wont leave you,

Im in search for a dead soul,

I love nothing,I never care,

I wish I could fall for the better.

But Im caught inside the prison,

prison of torment,

prison of hatred,

I wish I could get out,

Burn the walls,

and come out alive again.