There’s a place in my heart
you will never see
a cold and lifeless garden the graveyard of my soul
black clouds kill the light
a twisted soul’s delight.
Eternal darkness
my secret garden.
The seasons they might change
but cold winds blowing still nursing seeds of hatred
the only thing that spring black clouds kill the sun
the twisted soul has won.
A bible black deceiver
the judas of our time
blinded eyes can’t see
the twisted soul in me.
