Fate is a whore
To cause pain, that is what it exists for.
I would rather go insane
So my mind could get off the pain
Through the darkness I try to see
I see fate's cold eyes staring back at me.
A smirk of pure evil across its face
Any pitty there wasn't a trace
Its evil intentions clearly shows
And the pain in my heart grows
The pain I just want to cease
To die and be at peace
I hear it laughing....what is it laughing for?
It laughs at my attempts to find the door
It laughs at the fact that I haven't a clue
what to do
Behind the door, what will I find?
Happiness, joy, a peaceful state of mind?
Or does only more pain lurk, waiting for me?
To torture me for another century?
Fate is a whore
It wants more pain, more suffering more!
There is no denying it.
There is no defying it.
We must find the door
What for?
Freedom from our cruel fate
Isn't that worth suffering for?
We must search, long and hard
And at the end, we may be horribly scarred
But we might be free
That day....I long to see.
So fight!
Emerge into the light!
Or jump and obey fate's bark...
And sink into eternal dark...