Oubliette

This is the dark room. I shared the room with you and found comfort in his blackness

Yea' though I walk through this valley of shadows, I shall fear my flesh. For it comforts me. I'm surrounded by darkness, as I listen in the distance to these bitter whispers

I am your pain, I am your pleasure, I am your weight
I am your failures, I am your flaws. I am your fate
If a weight is found, I'll chase it down and grip it till I rip it out
Stuck in this chamber chained and you cannot escape
I am your fallen efforts, I am your broken treasures
I am your friend, I am your foe, your unanswered questions
I am what you chose to fill your voids. I am your noise
Your distractions, your attractions, I am your choice

I have captured your conscience. You are captive in my pit
I have lassoed your palate, oh come and taste this blackness
I serenaded your inner needs with symphonies
I am your song, your soliloquy
I am your wrongs , I am your guilt, what you long for
I am your downfall. I am your crown, I am your crowd
I am your fouls, I am your flesh, I am your now
I am your breath; I am your death; Yes! I am your God

Dark voice:
It is very funny how mortals always picture us putting things into their lives. In reality our best work is done by keeping things out

In the darkness we have our own ambitions, our own list of wishes
Mixed with interests, living in it. No intermission
We dip in delicious sweetness of our own intentions
Lay with informants, taste of a dormant
Father
Finnicky fool, sullen in sorrow dishonor
Mothers and daughters, sons and their fathers
Sisters and brothers have fought in our conscience
As we play with the monster, content in the darkness

Snapshots of vanity, truth reveals reality
We've fiddled with fiction, fixed in the film of our center
Development is needed, Lord see us!
Invert our negatives, let your light shine on our blemishes
I was sitting in that dark room, comforted in my casket
Having a blast, It's tragic that my optics were so clouded by that blackness
Stop me fix me , make me new all over

Burn your image on my soul, loose this bondage, make me whole
New beginnings. Light reflection through this printer prism
I'm captured by the lens and you saw beauty in this shallow view
You chose to expose me to your florescent truth... (truth)
Welcome to the dark room

I desire to be holy Lord. My desire to please weighs more than gold
I often fail, God I'm unworthy
I often fall, I'm undeserving
I pick and choose, and I will worship
Lord have mercy!