Act II : Seeker of Darkness

A young man stands at a crossroads Drowning in thoughts and doubting his past He hears my voice and contemplates but refuses my words and turns away A brave man took the path of faith alone filled with confidence He never looked back, he never had doubt, he never had any regrets Darkness flows in every heart The breeding ground for passion and strife A dark voice speaks from afar "There is nowhere to hide Perversions of the mind create the delusions of mankind An infinite form of strength at the cost of his inner self I am the voice inside your head. I am the whispers in your ear I am the urge you feel inside. Seeker of darkness arise Save yourself. Don't drown in ambition Take my hand, show no fear, follow me, to end your misery Take my hand, just let go, release your heart, destroy your soul An old man stands at a crossroads. His mind is blank, he has lost his words His bridges are burnt, his soul absent, his heart has died so long ago The young and brave had become the old led by the fear of time His mind corrupt and possessed, embrace the daemons inside