Lost Souls and Dying Dreams

A light in freezing cold A heat amidst the night Confusion enshrouds all I'm told Without warmth or sight You may know but not behold Look, but mustn't touch Too many souls already sold To those who practice such To have a want that's not fulfilled Except through those despised I wonder why I've not yet killed And who is on whose side My heart, in pain and aching While his endures, unscathed My sleepless dreams are waking his stagnant sleep remains The quiet beast that shall arise Awake to take my Soul This will not be my demise Because with Him I'm whole