• The abyss is where I go to empty my thoughts
    It's full of nothingness
    It is ever so lonesome
    And it is often leads to despair
    But it is where I like to go
    It is where I am consumed by my thoughts
    And yet it takes a toll
    On the soul, oh that soul of mine
    It is always being twisted every way possible
    I think it's called torture
    Because it brings pain
    So now you see
    These thoughts of mine
    That I come every so often to empty out
    So if no one knows where I am
    Try the abyss
    So you may accompany me
    And I may give you a tour
    Cause it really gets ever so lonesome