I want to rise to the surface.
Oh! How the flames torture my soul and rip my sanity out of mind.
I only see eternity darkness.
Can I believe that I can get out of this hole?
There is only one rule down here in this ditch:
One man for himself.
Only he can save himself,
Only he can destroy and conquer,
Only he can believe that there is peace and serenity
And only he can believe that he cannot do it.
It's not my fault that I pity you.
If only I can rise to the surface can I show you the black and white picture.
I'll spit at anyone who dares to challenge me,
For they have not lived through anything that I have.
They have not lived through the agony and pain that these flames have consumed from me.
They have not lived through a thousand years of wanting to grow wings and fly out.
They have not lived though the memories of the dead and the unwanted and what they feel.
Do not tell me that you are strong enough to challenge me, boy!
I'll spit in your face.
I will rise once those above have destroyed their own spirit.
That is when the time will come to an end.
For now, I'll enjoy myself with this toy called "Humanity".