I FEEL THE BLACKNESS IN ME
GROWING LIKE A CANCER
LIKE A STICKY NICOTINE CAKED LUNG
IT SITS AND ROTS ME FROM THE INSIDE OUT
THE GOODNESS LESSENS BY DAY
I AM AN UNHOLY MONSTER
I LOOK INTO THE MIRROR
MY REFLECTION IS SWALLOWED BY HATE
THE HATE GROWS INTO FEAR
FEAR OF MY SECRET BECOMING KNOWN
MY SECRET
MY SECRET DESIRES
MY DESIRE FOR THE BLACKNESS
LIKE A THROBBING ITCH DEEP DOWN
I EMBRACE IT
I MUST CHAFF MY ITCH
I LONG FOR THE DARKNESS TO OVERTAKE
OVERTAKE THE REMAINING GOOD
THE LITTLE GOOD LEFT IN ME
I AM THE DARKNESS
IT COMPLETES ME
THIS ROTTINGNESS IS MY SICK DESTINY