With dark-tide hangings [extrait]

It's about the darkest of the path, when the dark seizes you and forces you to dance. It's about the tears that don't scream.
It's about the silence that doesn't move your mouth when it should.
It's about the unwanted. It's about all of it,
It's about everything that you never ever were, about the pretend
You fail so hard then you learn so fast
It's all about the shame
It's about the big bad Nothing and its gaping throat
It's about the tears that never screamed for you