I am someone who marks my word
one who stands by a choice with all my might
through punishment, heartache and pain
its always till death do I fight
enshrouded in darkness my light feels faint
I'm lost right now in this beautiful den of sin
happiness covered filth,the illusion of life
surrounded by foes against which I cannot win
where do I go from here to save my soul
how do I walk away from that which I began
even though the future is bleak and rotten
I've been shoved face first time and time again
pinned down suffocated ripped apart
marked forever by the beast
I cry myself to sleep each night
as the demons await their feast