The Paranoid In Katatonia

In poignant solitude, I cried in vain. Like a delicate being, I screamed in pain. Helplessly trapped like a dying prey, I secretly wished you'll save me one day. Each day has passed like a strike of lightning; yet no one was aware of my silent weeping. Amidst their laughter, their songs, and cheers, I was left all alone, wallowing in tears. Like an ostracized caste, I was avoided. With utmost derision, I was rejected. With the wrath in my heart starting to brood, I silently cursed like a cryptic shrewd. Decried like a serpent in hallowed garden; I was disparaged like a knavish vixen. Taunted and heckled like a vagabond, they longed that I, in shame be crowned. With this, I impart a macabre curse, fashioned to bane the muse of my remorse. With the fall of my oppressors, I will rejoice. I will laugh and cheer... let the world hear my voice.