The One You Can't Put Your Finger On

My mind is gone,
I've escaped at last.
This light has blinded,
This hope has bound me.
Now I've let go,
Of every ray of light,
Every hope of life,
I can finally rest,
In my darkness.

I fear no evil,
For the evil is me,
I take any form I dream to be.
In your nightmares,
Lurking in the night,
But a shadow,
Even in the light.
You test yourself,
But it's me you fight.

I am the emptiness,
The sadness,
The hole in yourself.
You're but a holding cell,
For uncried tears,
A trembling tension,
Awaiting unseen fears.
I'm the doubt that clouds your fight,
When you try to stand for right,
I'm the blood kids bleed
When they scrape their knees,
I swallow the prayers countless people plead.
I eat their hope as they devour my greed.
I am the one you can't but you're finger on,
I'm what makes this world run.

You are my slave,
You do my bidding,
I am your government,
I am your culture,
I am your own creation.