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Darkness Inside
The rooms are deep and dark within the house upon the hill
No one lived in it before and I swear it's like that still
A question resides in my mind that I can't understand
Who could construct a house so old if not the hands of man?
For in my studies I have found nobody built this place
and i fear that it was here before the human race
there is an ancient entity that lives within it's walls
and for the darkness in your soul you'll hear it's silent calls
cuz each of us have something dark and horrid in our souls
we may not feel it but this entity it surely knows
and feeds upon the hatred that we feel deep in our hearts
it's here your fear becomes so real and rips your soul apart
The stories old and many told of the house where no one lived
many people enter it and are never seen again
something that frightens me the most is when it takes control
what we call a soul is lost and the darkness seems to grow
For many many years ago the darkness was confined
but every soul the harbinger collects affects mankind
and woe be unto you for trapped in darkness you won't die
forever tortured by the lack of light you have inside
With each passing year the world we live in it gets worse
until the time when all mankind is lost within it's curse
The entity it has a way of knowing what is dear
within us all creating the destruction that we fear
we cannot win when our darkest desires become real
for can we truly vanquish what we see and what we feel?
Through further studies i have found it doesn't matter where
you live on earth you'll hear it's call in hopeless bleak despair
and without knowing how or why you'll find your standing there
facing it's rotted mouldy doors and entering it's lair
But have no fear for hopeless is what it throws upon
your heart and soul believe what you perceive and it has won
even though we all have a darkness deep inside
not everyone can find this place no matter how they try
only the few who let the darkness suffocate their lives
The powers that be cannot precieve where the entity began
for darkness was around before the dawn of time my friend
and will remain,unchanged,after mankind's final breath
So listen very closely to the story that i tell
we've given this hateful place a name and I'm sure you know it well
l wonder how the darkness felt before we called it hell
cuz our perceptions of it change to match the things we tell ourselves
There is a simple message carved deeply on it's walls
for any man to understand it's written in every tongue
DEATH is what it spells and darkness where it started from
cuz Darkness Eternally Accepts The Hopeless forever in these halls
You may be having thoughts by now that humans always fail
for when they're trapped inside this house they're tortured by themselves
you are right but that is why i write this story down
I will not let the whole world die i know the time is now
for as the darkness grows it can't control who hears the sound
it's silent call within us all resounds from all around
And very soon it will have free reins upon this earth
no longer confined by the curse created by mans birth
and we will all begin to fall when facing it's terrible truth
the light inside us all is gone we've lost what we are worth
But i remember quite clearly when i was just a child
something my grandad used to tell me with a wild smile
"one day the human race will have to face it's greatest trial. When stitching cloth take one pin out and it falls in a pile. One small mistake and it's a waste it has no shape or style. if just one man finds hope within then it is worth the while"
I couldn't comprehend back then just what it was he meant
but now it is quite clear to me the message that he sent
what happens to a chain when just one link in it is bent?
replace the link or the whole chain has to begin again
The lesson i know my grandad tried to tell me on those days
is that darkness forever seems to grow but we always find a way
to push the darkness back to it's original resting place
if just one man can leave this house while the hope in his heart remains
then the entity's been bested again and humanity's been saved
No one lived in it before and I swear it's like that still
A question resides in my mind that I can't understand
Who could construct a house so old if not the hands of man?
For in my studies I have found nobody built this place
and i fear that it was here before the human race
there is an ancient entity that lives within it's walls
and for the darkness in your soul you'll hear it's silent calls
cuz each of us have something dark and horrid in our souls
we may not feel it but this entity it surely knows
and feeds upon the hatred that we feel deep in our hearts
it's here your fear becomes so real and rips your soul apart
The stories old and many told of the house where no one lived
many people enter it and are never seen again
something that frightens me the most is when it takes control
what we call a soul is lost and the darkness seems to grow
For many many years ago the darkness was confined
but every soul the harbinger collects affects mankind
and woe be unto you for trapped in darkness you won't die
forever tortured by the lack of light you have inside
With each passing year the world we live in it gets worse
until the time when all mankind is lost within it's curse
The entity it has a way of knowing what is dear
within us all creating the destruction that we fear
we cannot win when our darkest desires become real
for can we truly vanquish what we see and what we feel?
Through further studies i have found it doesn't matter where
you live on earth you'll hear it's call in hopeless bleak despair
and without knowing how or why you'll find your standing there
facing it's rotted mouldy doors and entering it's lair
But have no fear for hopeless is what it throws upon
your heart and soul believe what you perceive and it has won
even though we all have a darkness deep inside
not everyone can find this place no matter how they try
only the few who let the darkness suffocate their lives
The powers that be cannot precieve where the entity began
for darkness was around before the dawn of time my friend
and will remain,unchanged,after mankind's final breath
So listen very closely to the story that i tell
we've given this hateful place a name and I'm sure you know it well
l wonder how the darkness felt before we called it hell
cuz our perceptions of it change to match the things we tell ourselves
There is a simple message carved deeply on it's walls
for any man to understand it's written in every tongue
DEATH is what it spells and darkness where it started from
cuz Darkness Eternally Accepts The Hopeless forever in these halls
You may be having thoughts by now that humans always fail
for when they're trapped inside this house they're tortured by themselves
you are right but that is why i write this story down
I will not let the whole world die i know the time is now
for as the darkness grows it can't control who hears the sound
it's silent call within us all resounds from all around
And very soon it will have free reins upon this earth
no longer confined by the curse created by mans birth
and we will all begin to fall when facing it's terrible truth
the light inside us all is gone we've lost what we are worth
But i remember quite clearly when i was just a child
something my grandad used to tell me with a wild smile
"one day the human race will have to face it's greatest trial. When stitching cloth take one pin out and it falls in a pile. One small mistake and it's a waste it has no shape or style. if just one man finds hope within then it is worth the while"
I couldn't comprehend back then just what it was he meant
but now it is quite clear to me the message that he sent
what happens to a chain when just one link in it is bent?
replace the link or the whole chain has to begin again
The lesson i know my grandad tried to tell me on those days
is that darkness forever seems to grow but we always find a way
to push the darkness back to it's original resting place
if just one man can leave this house while the hope in his heart remains
then the entity's been bested again and humanity's been saved
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