It is dark.
They say that I am within the darkness.
But is that really so?
I don't believe I'm in the darkness,
But I have crossed a line.
Onto a path that I will forever tread.
Do you think that I've lost all hope?
I think you can't see me clearly.
You can't see me as I am now,
Only as who I was before.
I passed beyond all hope, they say.
Is that really so?
I have no need for hope from them.
Or even for hope at all.
This one time, I have what I need.
And at last, I have my chance.
They say I'm within the darkness.
That may be the case.
But I don't believe so.
I've found my own way out,
But the light is far behind me.
I've found my own place.
And there, I find my last stand.
For I am not within the darkness.
Because the darkness and I
Are one and the same.
Lead and controlled by the other.
I am the darkness,
And the darkness is me.