suffer with me 
or you will see the end of time 
the figure you are dreaming of 
the shapes of those are mine 
come in my mind 
coming with the tides 
are roaring waves of doom 
darkness we'll find, soon 
if you listen to my cries 
then you won't miss the prophecies 
I tell to everyone of you 
I see you're frail 
never have I seen my inner self 
so black 
every twig I try to grab 
is so fearfull it will crack 
my lungs are screaming 
because my heart is too shy to explain 
you're born to fail 
never will I find the rest 
untill I'm lost and gone 
and my blood poors down the drain 
from beneath the earth 
I rumble and I bait 
I've resigned myself 
without resistance to my fate 
I drag you down 
now I'm dead and what I did was useless to you all 
you're down with me 
the only thing I still maintain 
is making you even worse than me 
and dragging you down within my fall 
cry for me 
and for the world 
because where I look 
it is black I find 
cry for me 
because I have unfurled 
I have found 
the dark side of my mind 


(c) Orphanage