Confessions

I know I need the lowest low
I need the darkness growing in my soul without it I’d be incomplete
Diving headfirst into unchartered seas, the only way to be truly free
The reaper walks with me, watching my every step, as I am watching his
The reaper walks with me
I am a product of my own design; dirt and stone polished to a shine I’ve learnt of actions and consequence

The reaper walks with me, watching my every step, as I am watching his
The reaper walks with me
I’ve seen the face of death in the eyes of my own reflection, and I know that inside of me there is a darkness that I can’t deny I walk a narrow path with failure pulling at my sides
But I vow never to give in and
Live my life by the words that I scream