I shattered all the mirrorsnfearfully hopingnthat they won't be able to remembernmy face.nDarkest of all lightsnmost greedy to embracensurrounded by demonsnand breathing in life...nnI don't want to bena perverted temple of my Lord...nthought His hand I amnI have forgotten how to bear or understand His word...nnBetween the tides the time seems endlesslynthe force of habit or whatevernpulled me back into a well-known pain.nWhat uses the knowledge of my progressionnwhen the old world is gonenwithout a new in sight, with my new found lifenI am homeless again...nnI don't want to bena perverted temple of my Lord...nthought His hand I amnI have forgotten how to bear or understand His word...nnI am falling downnback to the lowest spheres... Do you know my name?nDid you answernI just cannot hear...