Here in the Black

Here in the black there's a feeling of loss But it's hungry and restless And it's looking, desperate for something And it feels like a child But not screaming or helpless And it's absent of mercy It's alive and it feels But not a shred of compassion or love It comes like a pouring of evil It's a stain on the ground It's a desolate shadow of fear It's dark and I'm lost There's a breath in the wind And the breath is malicious And I don't know whether to run Or should I drop to my Knees and pretend I'm religious? Because it's cold and I'm scared And the whispers are a madness that Forces a question to God Is this real or imagined? Because if I'm asleep Well then I don't need to scream for long Here in the black it comes Here in the black it comes Here in the black it comes for me Here in the black I'm lost It's here and I'm found Like a thought in the mind But it's beautifully vicious and I can't hide, not sure if I want to It crawls in the mist like a Vision of Judas and it's So close I can feel it And I'm chilled to the bone Like a statue in ice But it's unsure if it's enough so It wait's for the ghost For the demon assassin of God Here in the black it comes Here in the black it comes Here in the black it comes for me Here in the black I'm lost And all you see is dark and vague And all you feel is life unmade And all your hopes just bleed away And all you are is lost and fades Here in the black it comes Here in the black it comes Here in the black it comes for me Here in the black I'm lost