Until The End, Part One.

She was lost once again,
When the darkness crept in;
And the demons she buried,
Came knocking again...

They clawed at her mind and they tore at her heart;

She knew it was time,
This was how it would start.

With a whisper in silence,
A rattle of chains,
They came for her (Taunting),
They called her by name.

They led her astray,
Filled her cup with despair;
She heard them all mocking,
But no one was there...

[over and over, an ominous game]
They wanted her broken, and lost, with no name...

They wanted her anguish to blacken her soul;
To tarnish her spirit, so she never felt whole;
They wanted her fearful, and lost - all alone,
With skin made of glass and a heart like a stone.

[until she would end] lost and alone…