Dark underground passage of pain
it never stops, never the same
can you endure the pain
lie under the damage to rise again
shadowed eyes to surrender
lasting confrontation of spiritual confliction
bordering on Sainthood worshipping sin

Don’t stop, never stop
give unto yourself your deepest desire
walk in the darkness to find the light
safe inside your shadows
sinking to a new low again
is it inside you, a chain of thorns
symptoms of insanity, the disease inside you
no kiss of divinity can destroy
the black rose clutched in your hand
crushing it with your fist
watch the blood drip to the floor
draw the finger to the lips, taste your insanity
clawing inside, growling, begging for release

Tragic mind pulling the trigger of the soul
dancing in darkened corridors of lost remains
taste of blood tantalizes the tongue
honey sweet in bitter pride
becoming what you defy
satisfy the cumbersome fear
cauterizing the lie in denial

crying for the sin, cast aside morality
innocence spilled in tears of black
the last time, lifting the restraint
one more time to feel the pain
hiding deep in the slaughter
suffering the symptom, just to ignore
one more time, one last time