In The Valley Of The Shadow Of Death

Dressed in black, waiting by someone’s grave 
A misrepresented individual that no one gave 
Any reason to breathe, no chance to speak 
To communicate the pressure of what they see 
Live through these words if you can relate 
To feeling overwhelmed by what it takes 
To make it in this world, to live, to please 
Anyone around you, in this society 
Who am I, I’m just a mortal man 
A project for the living, I am damned 
Called to save the wicked, this is what I am 
A project for the living, I am damned 
Turned away by love, I’ve been led to this 
Death has been there waiting with a kiss 
Death’s open arms are cold, but they’re still there 
I get locked in a stare, cold as I am, I’m still aware 
That this is a passing phase will never suffice 
Cause living among the damned has it’s price 
So never second guess if I ever really cared 
I’ve sold my soul to the devil to keep you prepared 
Who am I, I’m just a mortal man 
A project for the living, I am damned 
Called to save the wicked, this is what I am 
A project for the living, I am damned 
Don’t look at me like I’m a prophet 
Don’t cling on to me for my words 
I’m just a mortal, a common man and I 
Will meet my fate when it is my time 
Who am I, I’m just a mortal man 
A project for the living, I am damned 
Called to save the wicked, this is what I am 
A project for the living, I am damned 
I cling to the darkness more each passing day 
‘Cause sooner or later everything will fade 
As death greets me warm, i long for change 
Cause my music and my sadness are one in the same 
(I’m in the valley of the shadow of death) 
Weakness sets in as I cling to each passing breath 
(I’m in the valley of the shadow of death) 
Second guessing if I’m ready for what comes next 
(I’m in the valley of the shadow of death) 
Clinging to what could be my final breath 
(I’m in the valley of the shadow of death) 
Clinging to what could be my final breath

Dark pop, dark rock, piano, synthetic bass, violin, kick drum, broodish, gothic, male