Inside, inside, I rot from within
It hides its face, a beacon of sin,
Oh dear, my heart, it aches ever so
A piece of my soul that has died from hope
Do not believe, do not perceive, for death does not shout
There is no crevice in the dark so the light may shine out,
Rejoice, rejoice in our constant sin, for the heavens have forsaken us, our life is dim
It rained, it rained as nature poured for your life,
my dear, my love, must you be the sacrifice?
We yearn, we mourn, we crave for your soul, we grieve for your light so it may make us whole once more.