Dark, was the bottom of the pit Nameless was my name I vomit the pieces of the mercy of the saints. Myself, unholy one, who lost within the maze of torture and deceit, I burn with brightest flame. I cut my wings on sharp razors of hope, My dreams are buried down, inside her grave. I have ripped my spirit and I raped my soul. I have torn my heart apart just to fill the void in all of my fears the shadow they breed, in the darkness where my demons feed