My eyes are in pain,
my eyes are dying.
There is nothing to gain,
from this endless crying.
I've been used,
I've been posessed,
If only i had been a fuse,
that could stop the sickening process.
Overwhelmed by the dark,
running in fright,
I lost my mark,
and failed the light.
Slave of the dark,I became.
Enemy of the light,I was.
I became a beast no one could tame,
and had forgotten the person i once was.