The Greatest Star

As shining sun fell past horizon.
As little lights lit up the moody sky...
And as the light inside dies in
A loud soul-scarring devil cry...

I look into the depths of me
And in the bloody red, eye straining darkness
That burns me with it's uttering starkness
The void, abyss' the only thing i see,
Inside the deepest depths of me...

And if you'd lay your head against my heart
The only thing you'd hear in me
The only thing that you could see...
Would be a new obscure and vile art:,
The sound of my hollow, pounding heart...

And as fireflies above the sky
Get covered up with clouds...
My wicked mind starts counting doubts...
Silently inside a moody castle I will lie...
Below the gloomy dusky sky...

Now there's no sky at all - just absence
Only four walls, no up or down...
Nor clown I'm in the castle, nor a crown...
My mind becomes s liquid substance...
That pours into the place of soul completing, filling it with  purest absence...

As I'll lie in my own shadowed realm
And stare up to the place of sky...
Something in me would slowly die...
The waves of scorching burning silence would start to whelm and whelm and whelm...
To then overcome, to kill, erase and overwhelm
My gloomy shady darkened realm...

The one who's never been to a burial
Will now attend his own...
I'll... now attend my own...
The first burial that I've been to was the one to turn me into a serial
Killer, my own demise, my own daily soul-burial.

I'd like to ask one thing - tell the abyss to stop fucking staring at me
If i look in my void, it wouldn't mean
That I I'd be so kind and keen on it looking back
So while I'm looking into the empty sky,
Tell my abyss, my void, it's pride,
That swallowed me so soon...
That now is not the greatest time to play a peek-a-boo...
The only thing I'd let you see
Will be my wish to just be free
From constant watch of dark abyss,
This bitch just will not stop staring inside me...

This soulless creature that i am
Was solely made by me
My monster will not let me be
I forced my own attrition, my demise, i AM, i AM...
Cogito ergo sum... I think i am... I am... I AM!

"How do you feel?", "Are you depressed?"
"I'm feeling dead and empty."
"I don't feel nothing, not for real, while living life of plenty..."
"I don't feel sad, or pityful... Depressed... Im feeling dead."
"It's been a long time since my heart's been buried and suppressed"
"So no, I just don't feel, and certainly, I'm not depressed"

I once heard someone say "The greatest star'll have most violent demise"
For me I'm both the star in here...
And at this time I'll be the one in there
Who's this great star's despise
So yeah. I just became my own most violent demise...