Cut the threads

I walk alone in the endless night,
Holding my sword, ready to fight.
Demons are hiding, demons are near,
But the darkest one is the thing I fear.

I see their faces, I hear their cries,
I see the truth behind their eyes.
They call me a monster, they call me the same,
But I keep walking through fire and pain.

These strings around me,
They pull me tight.
They whisper softly,
"Give up the fight."

But I remember
The choice I made.
I’m not a puppet
That can be played.

Cut the threads, cut the pain,
I will rise again.
Even with darkness inside,
I won’t run, I won’t hide.

I am walking through the night,
With a demon by my side.
I don’t know who I’ll become,
But I’m still holding on.

Every demon that falls tonight,
Leaves another scar inside.
Every battle, every tear,
Makes the silence feel more near.

I don’t need a place to belong,
I don’t need someone to make me strong.
Even alone, even broken apart,
I’ll keep protecting this human heart.

Cut the threads, cut the pain,
I will rise again.
Even with darkness inside,
I won’t run, I won’t hide.

I am walking through the night,
With a demon by my side.
I don’t know who I’ll become,
But I’m still holding on.

Am I a hunter?
Am I a beast?
Am I the darkness
I cannot defeat?

If I lose myself,
If I fall apart...
Will there be anything
Left of my heart?

Cut the threads, break the chains,
I will carry all my pain.
Even if my soul is torn,
I will fight until the dawn.

I am more than what I am,
More than blood, more than a name.
I’m not a puppet, I’m not a lie,
I’ll keep my humanity alive.