The Abyss (Intro)

Black ink is the blood of the misfit (Blood of the misfit)

Its currents sweeping us through the

Struggles and turmoil of this desolate paradox

Otherwise known as reality (Reality)

Though we are bound together, we must

All face the journey alone (Alone)

Cradle to the grave, one in the same (The same)

Our lives are traced unchangeably in black ink

In my life, I'm drowning, lost inside

Here, in my mind, I'm dying all the time