The Beginning
Roland Wurzer
My mind between day and night
Good and evil like two sides
Of a coin made of madness
Sometimes dark sometimes bright
Innocence and guilt only shades of game I cannot win
Lust and despise only pattern no one to blame
My mind as gloom as a cave
As dark as a grave
Strength and weakness only schemes
Not to care, killed myself long time ago
No one for the guilt to share
The end of the game now it is quite near
I confess the guilt I`m afraid I cannot bear
Death the only border left to cross to escape my fate
How many slaughter will there pave the way to this gate