misery

Staring down my killer
my soul it feels like winter
latching onto death just like a dream
fighting useless battles
hiding in the shadows
hypnotizing children with my screams
creatures of the night
suffocate the light and celebrate
the weakness of there lord
and the beauty of the sky
is nothing but a lie
thats been spread throughout all of history
so call me what you will
it dosent change the deal
ill take your soul when my misery prevails