the light is bright, almost blinding
i squintto rid the glare
and then i see it, all the pain,suffering,guilt i have left in my wake
i try to stop it, hands out infront
it just keeps comming , pushing forward
i struggle, fight it
i cant sleep anymore, dreams are to dark
twisted are my thoughts
i can feel what's next, i can see it
try to avoid it
but it's like i am supposed to embrace it
how can one fight
what he is destined to become, a monster
the only way to describe it
is mans inner most nature
natural instincts of man aren't love,peace,or harmony
more like death,destruction,disorder,kaos,and abuse
i want to say i am a good person, but all the signs say different
how can man be this way, how can god be this way
