An End To All Hope

I spoke of Syn and her temptation.
I spoke of Misery and her embrace.
You've heard of the one who writes of a reaper.
That reaper is me.
The silent voice of a goddess without words.
What would be the final price?
To finally know the darkness before me?

Throw the curtain down.
You want to know me now, then what the hell are we waiting for? Seems like all the time these broken pieces end up in line. Shattered dreams are thoughts that seemed, to die.

Now where were you the night we said goodbye? What was done the day you sold your soul away? Am I still screaming loud enough for you to hear?

Love I don't know you. Hate I embrace your sweet misery of the Syn I see. Tell me thoughts I've heard, so many times I've seen the darkest light filling up inside of me. I turn around and see you standing there, like a shadow haunting my memories. Sometimes I wish you would just fade away. Then I know you did the day you couldn't just let me finish what I wanted to say.

So maybe now I can be heard for one god damn moment let me be absurd. I'll show you how its going to be and take every part of me and throw it all away just to know the pain I felt before. I scarred this flesh with borrowed hate, now I will erase everything. Hope and faith die in front of me. I watch them slip away. Never could they truly be.

This is the end, of the story that was never told. This is the end of all those memories, all those painful memories. Its where the weak are divided from the strong. Where deep inside I was sleeping all along. But, I'm awake now. I no longer rest. I'm here to put everyone to the test. You speak your mind or hate this time. What you fail to know will consume your soul.

This is the end, the end of all hope, the end of everything.