And Here In The Night

As I Feel The Inferno

I Stare In The Dark

Thinking What Is Eternal



The Man Or The Moment

The Act Or The Reason

These Thoughts Fill My Head

As I Contemplate Treason



Of Dreams I Have Had

And Dreams I Have Pondered

When Late In The Night

My Mind It Would Wander



To Things I Have Done

And Then Quickly Regretted

While Denying Vices

My Life Had Selected



And I Think What I've Done

Or Have Yet To Begin

And The Man I've Become

And The Man That I've Been



Now Caught In A Waltz

With The Eternal Dancer

I'm Courted By Death

But Death Isn't The Answer

I Say



All I Was

Meant To Be

Could I

Suddenly

Just Decide

Not A Thought

Would Survive

Could It Be

My Life's Worth

Ended There

With My Birth



If I Could See Someone

Who's Been There Before Me

And Traded His Soul

For A Moment Of Glory



His Penance Or Mercy

By Spirits Debated

While Judged On A Scale

That's Been Heavily Weighted



And What Have I Done

Could There Be Such A Sin

In This Man I've Become

In This Man That I've Been



Now Calling To God

From The Pit's Very Bottom

I Pray He Forgives

Every Sin I've Forgotten

This Day



And Who Would Have Thought

That My Fate It Would Conjure

This Twist In The Road

On Which I Have Wandered



Each Vision And Dream Now

Completely Dismembered

To Give One's Whole Life

And Find Nothing's

Remembered



And What Good Is A Life

That Leaves Nothing Behind

Not A Thought Or A Dream

That Might Echo In Time



The Years And The Hours

The Seconds And Minutes

And Everything That

My Life Has Placed In It

Betrayed

Betrayed

Betrayed



The Things I Have Done

The Places I've Been

The Cost Of My Dreams

The Weight Of