Now that I've sold my soul
To this demon unknown
I have lost my sight
I have lost the will to fight
I carry myself from day to day
Trying to, once again, find my way
Everything has grown dark
Life has lost its spark
The ice inside solidified
Leaving me cold and petrified
The emptiness has taken over
Much like a field of clover
What more could you possibly want?
You've already taken all I've got!
