The Crown

There is a crow that stares at my back When I'm around the sky becomes black I sense a primitive need of possession Obscure words are my obsession I wear a crown that i made with my tears On a throne that I carved with my fears I believe in darkness and torture What I need is what i don't need Inside I hidden all my love I fear the mocks and the jokes No I'm not a loser Please please look at me Frightened from my own shadow Pretend that I'm a king I need to escape from this tunnel Deep through the void I'm falling I must hide before the sunrise i need to feed on your despise Let me be free The violence I ate to pervert me Now is taking control over me Inside I hidden all my love I fear the mocks and the jokes These spirals flow away From my tongue nailed on this cross Burning my time here is going to end Awake