My Anger Becomes My Pain

Caught at a stand still; nothing's moving
Cold, dark, damp, solitary, soothing
Flash, cage; Flash, home; Flash, you
Nodding, smiling, faking, shaking

Screaming at the light, hoping for the night
The dark cloaks me, hides me, saves me, from myself
Flash, tear; Flash, blood; Flash, scar
Slowly, dying, leaving, needing

Like Shadows on the wall
They come without pretense
They fall upon you in numbers
Without warning they slowly consume you
Covering every inch until there's nothing left but fear and hurt

Look up, they're there
Watching, waiting
Hoping for the next soul
ValHalla is calling, will you go?

They take only the worthy
Thy blood, Thy life, To you, They fly
Black wings searching, dark night lurching
They are the Angels of the fallen,
They are the Valkyrie

Like Shadows on the wall
They come without pretense
They fall upon you in numbers
Without warning they slowly consume you
Covering every inch until there's nothing left but fear and hurt