The Place Where Evil Grows

Have you ever felt out of place?
 Have you ever ended up
 In a world you know is off limits?
 We reach for what lies just beyond
 The edge of tainted fingertips
 Yearn for the blackness which comes
 Past the edge of shadows
 Where nothing ever quite makes sense
 And all surrounding me is wrong
 I can't believe it might be true
 That I have finally found a home
 So give me the bloodroot whose juice is red
 I'll drink it down and lose myself
 I'll partake of the monkshood and as I burn
 All my doubts will drift away
 If home is the place where evil grows
 If home will tear your heart to pieces
 When home wraps you tight in her poisonous blooms
 Where else can I choose to be
 In seeking something we are not
 What type of madness will we find
 And if the rot has settled in
 What new creations then unlock
 I twist the key and close my eyes
 Afraid of what lies just beyond
 But nothing good is ever cheap
 Tonight I know I'll pay the price