In the shadows of my mind,
In the darkness of my soul,
The strong and mighty evil stands,
The dimming evening lights shall fall.
The will and lust,
The dirt and dust,
The strong emotions,
The future, the past.


Through the shadows of my mind,
Against the darkness of my soul,
Where the lies become the truth,
Stands the memory of you.
Between my will and toward lust,
I lay in dirt and turn to dust,
I feel emotions and I must,
Create a future on the ruins of past.


In the shadows of my mind,
In the darkness of my soul,
Live and breathe the thoughts I hide,
Lays the madness that I hold.
It's my temple of desire,
My castle made of ice and fire.
My thoughts of tears,
And wish of laughter.
The hopes of before,
And regrets of after.


In the shadows of my mind,
In the darkness of my soul,
Come take your place,
For you I call . . .