When you are lost in a world filled with Dark.
You’ll try forever to find that spark.
But what if you tried for years?
When you are torn apart by a million tears!
When even love became one of your fears.
The only thing you can do is wait, untill it dissapears.
Here I am again, I don’t want to hurt her if I can.
My soul has the age of an old and broken man.
How can I keep on fighting when I lost my light?
Here in the Dark it’s a hopeless fight.
Without her, I can’t find my way through here.
If I could just grab hold of her, my path would be clear.
I love her, indeed I do.
But I can’t force her to say I, love, you.
So I’ll wait, maybe for a thousand years.
The Dark is not one of my fears.
I’ll hold out in this fight.
Fighting forever, in the endless, sickening night.
Life has always been a war for me.
And I do my best, so no one else can see.
I do this all to be free.
Never been able to flee.
I always took the full and heartshattering hit.
And even though I’m getting tired of this shit.
The greates battle of my life will be the survival.
And when you love me, it will be my revival.