The Fateful Hour - Forced to Submit Lyrics

Darkest places
In your mind
Clouds your senses
It makes you blind
To all your inner hate
It shows upon your face
I see through your withered eyes
I know you're dead inside

Alas these mortal eyes
Look upon the lonesome grave
Where no one mourns... no one mourns
This hollow heart is grasping for another
Someone to hold, someone to touch
Help me

What have you, what have you done
This can't all be gone
What have you, what have you done
Your face was my last sun

Darkest places in your mind