I Am Alone

I am the man who walks alone,
the blood red moon forever ahead of me.
My soul it screams its deathly tone,
and my heart thunders against its cage longing to be free.

Inside my head I hear them call my name,
they haunt me from within thier tombs.
Since the beginning of life it has been the same,
no peace or beauty for me, only doom.

I hunger for death,
to be free of the pain,
to be free of the struggle,
to be free of the world,
I hunger to be free.