I kneel in the rain of my own tears which burn,
In the night to the evil I turn.
On the mountains of hate I watch the valley of cheer,
And I pray for their death like there is nothing I feel.
But such is the result of a lifetime of pain,
Pain breeds anger as anger does hate.
And hate eats the heart like a snake does a frog,
Due time I will surely disappear in the fog.
Years of pain stand as a monument to my life,
Sadness, failure, loneliness, bad sight.
And for every small cheer there is a high price to pay,
And I pay, unwilling, with tears on my way.
Angry at the world, and to my own self,
How can I be such a failure to myself?
I must be darkness, as light keeps away,
I fall deep as shadows claw at the day.
Now hatred burns my soul and I can not see
Through the tears that pollute my eyes, on my knee.
This is my silent cry in the dark, I pray for the light,
But no one answers to me, alone in the night.
Dear brother I need you now more than ever,
For without you I fear I will be lost forever.
The flames burn away my heart, it is a theft,
And after they die out there will be nothing left.
I do not go to sleep, I go to die,
But the next morning I always find myself alive.
Deep down there is a dragon screaming inside,
And if he is not heard I shall disappear from sight.