I smile out to the universe, and keep my cards close to my chest
To shrivel away I’m not averse, and hide away my soul’s unrest
I watch the world descend in doom, from the confinement of my room
A prisoner of my own gloom, my spirit decays in the tomb
I am afraid of my demise, when I inevitably die
Cross the threshold of worlds, my eyes shall feast upon what yonder lies
I fear the eyes of all before, observe my sins in sheer horror
Urge a change of paths, they implore, I feel in the depths of my core
Yet still I battle to ignite, the fire the burns inside so bright
Those stood around can see the light, but I stay blind, obscure my sight
With sinful entities that all converge to taint my own insight
To what is deep, for after all my power breathes through what I write
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