Where Evil Grows
A place I can't remember,
Faces I used to know.
The things that drag me under,
To a land where evil grows.
A flash of light in the dark of night,
A glimpse of death at dawns first flight.
These things that drag me under,
Back to a land where evil grows.
No longer can I pretend,
It's the beginning of the end,
Life was never on my side,
To give up is a just surrender.
Running away from the light,
Straight into everlasting night,
Why can't I just stand and fight?
Forever stuck, in a land where evil grows.
Turning into my own monster,
Can't hold my breath much longer,
So glad it's dragging me under.
Happiest in a land where evil grows.
Only my darkest misery can see,
What eyes could never perceive.
Rapidly falling under,
Dying in a land where evil grows.
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