I'm headed back to that dark place
where shadows and demons
dance across my face
the abyss is calling
ever calling my name
Sickening wails
Death's twisted game
Just a simple piece on the board
moving by dice
controlled by outward forces
Their grip, as ice
I'm running,
ever running
trying to escape
trying to hide,
trying to save my life
but I can't escape
there is no hope left
I'm giving in.
I'm giving up.
where shadows and demons
dance across my face
the abyss is calling
ever calling my name
Sickening wails
Death's twisted game
Just a simple piece on the board
moving by dice
controlled by outward forces
Their grip, as ice
I'm running,
ever running
trying to escape
trying to hide,
trying to save my life
but I can't escape
there is no hope left
I'm giving in.
I'm giving up.
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