It's like I am an outsider

Everything seems so tasteless

I only see through shades of grey

I would die to live only once

Even if I was among the one percent

There is this blank never completely filled

Like a shattered soul, broken beyond repair

My inner voice, devil-kin, whispered me the way

It began with a betrayal

Expected treason by close friends

Compelling me to the darkest path

And falling in the arms of torments

Even with all this blood on my hands

I still feel empty deep inside of me

I only see through shades of grey

I would die to live only once

As I am spiraling downward into the labyrinth

All hopes are drifting away from my grasp

I still feel empty deep inside of me

I would die to live only once

Even if I was among the one percent

There is this blank never completely filled

Like a shattered soul, broken beyond repair

My inner voice, devil-kin, whispered me the way of the darkest path