You will find me there

At the bleeding edge

Deserted of reason

Devoid of thought

I will see you there

At the fringe of fear

By the verge of sense

To fall, or to fly

I can take you there

To the mouth of madness

Where the echoes of angst

Resound with might

You will leave me there

At the brink of this world

Where the depths of my sorrow

Are the lowlands beneath

I will find my truth there

At the foot of my demons

And there in the darkness

I will find my way home

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Editor: Travis May

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