2009-05-11
Darklands
I'm going to the Darklands To talk in rhyme with my chaotic soul As sure as life means nothing And all things end in nothing And heaven I think Is too close to hell I want to move, I want to go Oh, I want to go Oh, something won't let me Go to the place where the Darklands are And I awake from dreams To a scary world of screams And heaven I think Is too close to hell I want to move, I want to go Oh, I want to go Take me to the dark Oh, God, I get down on my knees And I feel like I could die By the river of disease And I feel that I'm dying And I'm dying I'm down on my knees Oh, I'm down I want to go I want to stay Oh, I want to stay