Dark Cloud..

Fill my nights
Fill my days
Fill my thoughts
This cloud
This dark cloud
Would I Should I Could I

What would it take
Nothing but a step
Should I take it
If I do I could fail
What if I don't fail
Then I would be free

I fear nothing but the cloud
The dark cloud
It envelopes me
I am blinded by the rage of patience
I am blinded by the rage of submission
Would I Should I Could I

I look at my bed
Beside me lays a reason
In my hands lays a means
I must decide
This torment has to end
Into pieces it must go

Dark clouds are temporal
It clears after the storm
I fear nothing now
The storm is over
The rage is gone
I fear for nothing but my bun

I look down at my bed
Beside me and on me
There is blood everywhere
Shame it hard to come to this
Fourteen years ended in fourteen minutes
He is no more
My torment is gone


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