The Beginning

The fucking mind of despair,
Takes too long to reconsider,
Making life into something,
Tearing hearts into nothing

Blind as a bat,
I venture forward,
Unwilling to begin,
But needing it badly,
I will myself a different vision

I don't believe myself skilled,
In the craft that fills my soul,
But my mind has decided,
And fool or not I must go on

Music passes through my body,
My heart bleating with it's horror,
The stage must find a worthy terror,
To wrench peoples mind,
Into a less shallow gutter

Oh this hell will bring me home,
To something craved and profound,
and there I'll live my dreams,
before I pass unto my gave...