The Gloom That Is His World

In this haunted shell... is his taunted self.
He falls into another brothers life,
a twin built by shaded lies.
Repressed deep down inside,
brings forth all he denies.
The sickness, a gnawing fever in his soul.
And the darkness, that feeds his fear is in control.
In this broken shell, brooding endless hell...
What once was is there no more,
wiped clean what was before.
But still some self remains therein,
all withered up and dried.
In shadows wake, then darkness face.
The gloom that is his world.
In shadows tread, poor living dead.
The gloom that is his world.
The sickness, a gnawing fever in his soul.
And the darkness, that feeds his fear is in control.
The sickness, is a foul injection in his soul.
And the darkness, that feeds his fear is in control.
Now the mirrors face, is not what he is used to see.
He has chained his self, inside himself.
The gloom filled world is all that's left inside.



Credits
Writer(s): Dahlberg Jan Hakan
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