Darkness always fills my room,

dark are my nightmares in the beautiful night.

Everywhere I go is pitch black, 

I loved it even more when I closed my eyes. 

Never been afraid of my nightmares.

Never been afraid of the demons i'd see in my eyes.

My life was taken from me in my sleep,

there was nothing but pure darkness.

No one for you to love or to love you, 

Nothing but emptyness and sarrow. 

There was no one,

I was no one.

In that moment I wished there was Hell. 

I needed to feel something,

even if it was pain,

I needed to feel alive. 

Who would've thought that I was afraid of something.