Who had selected me? Or had curiosity lead me to my fallacy? I stand before you, unholy entity Alas, I cannot turn away Disturbing my serenity That which tempts me appears as my amenity So peculiar, a martyr I present to be The fruits of my labor can only be so sweet I resent man, endure my life, so melancholy Unfamiliar, I felt love when she looked on me She grasped my hand and spoke of new bliss "If you follow me" I'm alive Uncharted, I explore And my life changed forever I'm alive Disturbance, I endure Now this power, I render The mind transcends The sun and moon eclipse before my eyes What once was light is now consumed, and such is I Into the depths I seldom go, but now obliged Corrupted innocence, but somehow less confined Imitated by the skies Deep in my efflorescence, I've stymied holy growth To whom I owe the credit for this newfound, vile throne? Somehow, I'm omnipresent Somehow, annealed my bones This power I will cherish, rewritten into my tome My dearly beloved, I haven't forgotten your smile But I admire your scowl I'm alive, less confined That which tempts me appears as my amenity So peculiar, a martyr I present to be