Dark Passenger

I am in control This world is mine, i'll mold it with my hands Two trails lay before me, i know one as familiar as my senses The other one preaches pain upon my mind, my eyesight extends In my sights i have nothing, but guilt and deceit They lay befo

What moves inside you? Is it living, or is it dead? These are the questions left unsaid Who knows the answers? Is it something I should've sensed? What is this feeling I possess? Slipping into darkness, feel that cold, cloudy air Hear the voices call