It’s easy to get lost in the underworld,

In the styles of darkness and bone.

It’s easy to immerse yourself in its magic,

Forgetting the place you called home.

It’s easy to feel drawn to a different path,

Coaxed to a life not your own.

It’s easy to want to validate your wrath,

Even if it comes with a tombstone.

It’s easy, so easy, to dig yourself deep

In the pits that Hell can provide.

But believe me, to truly be free,

You must accept what lies inside.