I'm stuck in this dark dark place,
A place where I can't see
the way out or what I where I wanted to be.
This place is
my past,
my present,
and possibly,
my future.
Now, why would you shackle yourself to a dying martyr?
I'm stuck in this dark dark place,
where my name is stained with blood and shame.
What is this this place
where no one can see
the demons that creep
and the spirits that scream?
I'm stuck in this dark dark place,
where my name is forgotten,
where my time of living doesn't matter anymore.
Can you feel the terror?
Can you feel the emptiness?
I'm stuck in this dark dark place,
while my body over there
is dressed up and readied
for a funeral?
For a service?
I watched as my face
was plastered with makeup,
all fake fake fake.
Strangers come and give my corpse blessings,
who knew those pitying eyes
were worth nothing?
I'm stuck in this dark dark place,
can you hear the church bells ring?
Desolate and sad,
that's all what fate has in store for us.
Now, my Loved One
will you take my hand?
My love you for is in my eternal heart,
but...what if you let me die a second time?
Dear, will you let me die a second time?
Based on the satirical novel called The Loved One by Evelyn Waugh.
