I dwell in the darkness of the forest as the tempest screams overhead As wolves come in droves An unquenchable bloodlust sets in As I lose myself, slow decline is felt So move the arrow on the dial There will be no final words Just a malicious crooked smile So write me off as a lost cause Laid to rest Death to your false god You'll burn on your cross Lost inside a failing mind Dead ends are all I'll find There is no solace to be found Drain the blood from my veins