I am gone, Done, Put petrol and a match to everyone. I am Kurtz And I have turned Away from everything that makes a person good. I am at war With my own mind And if I said what I was thinking You would think that I had lost it this time. If I offered explanations They would barely break the silence and would leave behind no reasons As to why I am unfound, a lost plot, Raging through the thick and heavy darkness of a bloodlust. I am Hyde Swallowed whole By a poison that Splits the mind, Distorts flesh and bone. I don't care if it gets easier, I just want it over. I am Kurtz And I have turned Away from everything that makes a person good. I am Hyde Swallowed whole By a poison That rots the mind and splits apart the soul, Flesh and bone.