Imperial Dementia

I watch the Stars , and I wonder
Am I a Shadow cast by their Light?
Or am I the Darkness, by which
They all will die?
I watch them as they flicker so healthy in the sky
And in anguish I raise my Voice to curse them

Hapiness to others is pain to me
And as long as the stars shine
A child is able to smile

I gaze at the Sun but I gain nothing but wrath
For whatever the Night grants me the morning try to destroy
But when the light is stolen the Devil is reborn

I see into the Shadow cast by the Light of the Moon
So delightfully dark, suffocating the brightnеss
In the human Hearts, yet I now undеrstand that
I'm not a part of it, it's a part of me
For I come from the Source witch is the Death of all Light
That is my disease