Feeling the bitter old pain.
The memories that always remain.
Killing myself again and again.
I am stuck with this wicked sin.
Why do these thoughts follow me?
Why can I not be set free.
The feelings are built up inside.
There is no room for them to hide.
They show themselves in my music.
With every stroke of my pic.
I form new rhythms when I play.
Tones that change night and day.
I can't explain myself by talking.
I feel the people behind me mocking.
Writing myself on paper.
I dissapear into a cold vapor.
Some people can see.
They just always leave me.
I am who I am.
I do not give a damn.
You can like me or hate me.
If you don't like me just let me be.
I can be your worst enemy or your best friend.
In your life I will be there like a GodSend.
I am loyal to my true friends.
It all just depends.
Wether you want me or not.
I have learned what God has taught.
To be wise and not a fool.
To remain calm and keep my cool.
I pray day and night.
For help in my daily fight.
He is my true friend everyday.
I never want to stray away.
The evil feelings I feel.
Are inside and put into a seal.
I walk at night.
Because I hate the light.
I like the darkness.
I feel so heartless.
Alone but with God inside.
Remaining humble and destroying my pride.
I want to give to the world.
I put my troubles onto my Lord.
Forever in peace.
That will always remain and never cease.