An empty soul born into a world of darkness
Never once have I asked to be forced into this existence
Yet a silent force pushes me on
With no reason or direction or sense of purpose
Years alone cold and empty
I stumble upon a shadowed path
Perhaps it was destiny, if such a thing exists
But it welcomed me with open arms
My heart was pierced open with a tainted steel
A feeling poured in and I did not resist it
Anger, bloodlust, power these things
Something I had never felt before prior
I have accepted this path that has formed before me
And I will walk it, alone, driven by this pulsing rhythm in my chest
One that’s as black as the world that surrounds me
This is my journey and it begins now