Sometimes darkness is my sole companion And the shadows seem my closest friends Immersed in pitch black contemplations I shy away from the slightest hint of sunshine But doubt is never far away And fear is never closer A hint of irony cannot help But course through my veins How to recognize the signals, The features of dishonesty The eye of the tornado In the eyes of our companions? Like serpents in the shadows, my closest friends conspire There's simply no way of telling In which shadow you might bind me There's no predicting Which of your hopes will eventually blind me When doubt is never far away And fear is never closer, A hint of irony at play, Coursing through my veins Like serpents in the shadows, My closest friends conspire