Torment Sorrow Misery Strife Screaming our way to the time of light () Under dark or metal gray I want skies of ink and blue In this unfamiliar place I wanna see the same anew But I don't know what to do Cuz you're bitter and you're cruel And I think you need a night on yourself Torment Sorrow Misery And Strife Screaming our way to the time of light (2) You used to be the beast Now we only got the bones Figure out what you struggle on I guess the fake shit can't control What is it I have to do? Whatever chose I have to fake To help you get a night all for yourself