Sources to Agonies

Through the mirror of the soul
 I'm staring deep within
 To see what dwell behind the wall
 The beauty of pale skin
 The aura that surrounds me
 Is not of noble kind
 The blackness of the heart
 Is all that's left to find
 A dark river runs silent through my life
 Like a floating nemesis
 A dark shadow of what that used to be
 Drift's now in lifeless misery
 Live only to witness what I've become
 Midnight is my shallow home
 Soon to enter the last deed of mine
 I'm forced to follow the streaming bloodline
 When the wine of life is shed
 And dark cosmic space consume
 I bring the memories back from the dead
 Sources to agonies, a devouring monsoon