The Darkness Loves Me

Whispers in the dark and an unsettling feeling
Ghosts descend from the rafters in my ceiling
Deep longings left unsatisfied and starving
In my closet is a morbid carving
The darkness loves me
Terror abounds believe in what you cant see

Cries from the darkness wails that echo everywhere
Love songs written to no one who cares
Laments written to the innocent so naive
I pack my suitcase and happily leave
The darkness loves me
But i am not the man i wish to be

Perfecting the darkness and making me more wild
As i ponder what life was like when i was a child
Working day in and out and growing so old
It seems all that truly glitters is gold 
The darkness loves me
Now that it is perfected it is a part of me