In my mind’s abyss, where darkness reigns,
I sink slowly, like quicksand’s chains.
Uncertain of what lies below,
I pray to a foreign God, my savior to know.
I regret not taking the guided path,
Instead embracing this perilous wrath.
Familiar yet strange, this darkness surrounds,
As I yearn to break free, with hope unbound.
Tears cascade, like raindrops in pain,
As I brace myself for the final campaign.
Darkness, I defy, with all my might,
To reclaim my light, and emerge from the night.