I feel destoryed

My shadow fades for eternity
Day by Day I cutt

The cold of the moon against my skin,
Just look what Pandora released

I feel the box of evil is me.
Left with only Hope.

If it perish, will I remain?
Will my sins cause me to burn?

Pain I can control.
I rip the moon against all flesh.

Against my chest, I pour my heart out to you,
Only you.

But you drink my blood
and savor the flavor,

Your their leader, yet, I can smell
your lie.
Why can't they get away and
see the truth?

Darkness.