Paroles de Evil Presence

I've crawled outside of my shell I think I was born in a well Nobody heard my cries for help, help I came to create my own hell And now you're all under my spell You may even bring me to doubt Secrets inside of myself You are more than Chests of gold You become me Like this love I think there's a bug in my code An evil presence in my soul I ask it to make itself known But rarely its form is shown Met the day deader He's carved into trees Bruised reaching for the Black around me I must be bought in But I fought down to not reach Then a dark figure Reaches out his clawed fingers And says to me You're my favourite tragedy