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 shapes

 of a 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

 

 My mind as gloom as a cave

 as dark as a grave

 

 Death the only border left to cross

 to escape my fate

 how many slaugther will there pave

 the way to this gate