Demons crawling in my mind, bind my heart with depression and dread. My heart is dead I cannot love, rays of light from heaven above try so hard to pierce the bindings, but my heart is dead so please stop trying. God has left me now to rot, faith is gone but anger is not. The claws of hell dig their nails into my skin pull me down. I accept my fate and I do not cry, for now is my time to say goodbye.