Sanctify - this life of scorn
  Innocence withdrawn in fear
  Night grows cold and twilight's near
  But the light I see is none
  Just a spectrum of unreal colours
  Which appears before my eyes
  For you neither to see, nor to feel
  Shattered scattered - remnants of life
  What can be extracted from nothing
  What can be found within the emptiness
  Within the emptiness from which I am fed
  I deal in pain - all life I drain
  Cherished - the grandeur of melancholy
  Always and never - the skyline seems so unreal
  If I had wings, would I be forgiven
  If I had horns, would there be flames to show my cry
  Laughing and crying - nothing remains
  No future and no past
  No one could foresee
  The end has come so fast
  And I reach my hand towards this ocean of despair
  To grant my soul a lifetime in hell