Welcome to my World
Im no Hero. Never was. It was only some farce that I could identify myself with. A dream that could never be reached. I hurt people. Im not asking for sympathy or remorse of any kind, not even pity. Im the villian. Always was. I guess thats how fucked up things can be. One strives to become the one thing they admire, and they end up at the other end of the spectrum. Ive been thinking about everything. I mean everything..where my life is, and who and what I am.
And I figured it out. Im a person who doesnt want to happy. Because each time something good happens, each blessing....i reject it. I burn it. I turn my back on it. I become the villian. Im not the person you think I am. I have a black heart. You want to try to fix me. go ahead. I doubt you'll get anywhere. Maybe this will past. Maybe this wont. Who knows what lies ahead of me. But Im not the hero anymore. So dont ask me to be one. Yes, I'll still be your friend and we all can have out laughs with each other, you know the whole nine yards. But I want you all to know, who your with. A person who rejects the good things in life. Who cant find his happy place.
Into the broken stream, of lost and shattered dreams.
A world that is desolate and lonely.
My cries go unheard, my voice dead in all of my words.
Lost is my soul. Heart black as coals, or so they think.
Welcome to my world. Home of sadness, harbor of war.
Frozen shores of broken hope. This is my world.
Once lit by love, now lies in betrayed and disrepair.
Holding my head, to stop the horror I see.
Sometimes I want to die. The abyss is calling me.
Welcome to my world. Sanctuary of darkness, home of evil.
The cold, dark water calls me. I can't ignore it.
I fade into black. This is my world.
My happiness is sucked by the monster. The one who abolishes peace.
No hope for me, no escape from the nightmare.
The voices haunt me. In the only refuge I have.
The darkness that wins will absorb into me.
Bleeding into me, the monster's haughty laugh.
His hand, the blood is dry. Welcome to my world.
The soulless monster's eyes are burning red.
His haunting voice says I am dead. I hear him. I smell him.
His vile breath reeks of death. No one can save me.
The agony he brings. My heart sings to be torn out.
The monster has done so many times. It is my blood on his hands.
How divine. He whispers each time. You are mine. I control your destiny.
And it happens again. Welcome to my world.
Welcome to the horror of my soul.
And I figured it out. Im a person who doesnt want to happy. Because each time something good happens, each blessing....i reject it. I burn it. I turn my back on it. I become the villian. Im not the person you think I am. I have a black heart. You want to try to fix me. go ahead. I doubt you'll get anywhere. Maybe this will past. Maybe this wont. Who knows what lies ahead of me. But Im not the hero anymore. So dont ask me to be one. Yes, I'll still be your friend and we all can have out laughs with each other, you know the whole nine yards. But I want you all to know, who your with. A person who rejects the good things in life. Who cant find his happy place.
Into the broken stream, of lost and shattered dreams.
A world that is desolate and lonely.
My cries go unheard, my voice dead in all of my words.
Lost is my soul. Heart black as coals, or so they think.
Welcome to my world. Home of sadness, harbor of war.
Frozen shores of broken hope. This is my world.
Once lit by love, now lies in betrayed and disrepair.
Holding my head, to stop the horror I see.
Sometimes I want to die. The abyss is calling me.
Welcome to my world. Sanctuary of darkness, home of evil.
The cold, dark water calls me. I can't ignore it.
I fade into black. This is my world.
My happiness is sucked by the monster. The one who abolishes peace.
No hope for me, no escape from the nightmare.
The voices haunt me. In the only refuge I have.
The darkness that wins will absorb into me.
Bleeding into me, the monster's haughty laugh.
His hand, the blood is dry. Welcome to my world.
The soulless monster's eyes are burning red.
His haunting voice says I am dead. I hear him. I smell him.
His vile breath reeks of death. No one can save me.
The agony he brings. My heart sings to be torn out.
The monster has done so many times. It is my blood on his hands.
How divine. He whispers each time. You are mine. I control your destiny.
And it happens again. Welcome to my world.
Welcome to the horror of my soul.