I know it’s wrong. I still feel it. It’s there. It never leaves. It’s inside me. It whispers. It tells me things... I don’t want to hear. But I listen. I do it anyway. I let it out. I’m not what you see. Not what you think I am. It’s in me. It’s in me. I can’t fight it. I let it free. And I burn. I pretend it’s gone. But it’s a lie. I wear the mask. It hides my eyes. I smile, but it’s fake. It’s real beneath. And it screams. I’m not what you see. Not what you think I am. It’s in me. It’s in me. I can’t fight it. I let it free. And I burn. It’s part of me. And I can’t deny. I’m the monster I fear. The thing in the dark. It calls me. And I answer. I answer. I kill what’s good. I tear it down. A twisted need, A heavy crown. It’s there, always. Waiting, feeding. I can’t stop. I need it. I’m not what you see. Not what you think I am. It’s in me. It’s in me. I can’t fight it. I let it free. And I burn. It’s in me. It’s in me. I am the dark. I am the dark. It’s in me! It’s in me! I am the dark! I am... the daaaark! x2 It’s in me. It’s in me. I am the dark. I am the dark. I am...
