We work in the dark
We do what we can to battle the evil that would otherwise destroy us
But if a man's character is his fate, this fight is not a choice but a calling
Yet sometimes the way that this burden causes us to falter
Breaching the fragile fortress of our mind
Allowing the monsters without to turn within
And we are left alone, staring into the abyss
Into the laughing face of madness
This fight is not a choice but a calling
We work in the dark
We do what we can to battle the evil that would otherwise destroy us
But if a man's character is his fate, this fight is not a choice but a calling
Yet sometimes the way that this burden causes us to falter
Breaching the fragile fortress of our mind
Allowing the monsters without to turn within
And we are left alone, staring into the abyss
Into the laughing face of madness
This fight is not a choice but a calling