Talk late into the night

Of all the failures

That we have endured

Like victims of a cosmic punishment

An everlasting circle

A fall down a stone staircase

We pick ourselves up

And gaze longingly

Into the flickering flames

Only to find more torment

But there is hope beyond the fire

Those souls who burned

Too bright reach out to guide us

Wolves in sheep's clothing

They chastise and seduce us

Let the evil consume you

While your body will burn

Your hearts turn cold

Before long you will

Not recognise yourself

Behold! A beast

Do not be afraid

I myself am one