screaming loud and clear, things that are mine, very dear... taken away by guilt and shame, my mistakes, im the one to blame

cut my ear, poke my eye, make me deaf make me blind, throw my heart where no one will find

a zombie eats flesh, because theirs are decaying... they eat humans because thier humanity was gone...

everything is a dream that doesnt exist... waking up is like dying from the dream of a life that is happiness are free

get this thing out of my head!

reality is pain, happiness is fantasy

happiness is rare, soon extinct

the story of the dog with a bone on his mouth who barks at his own reflection, and then loses the bone... poor dog.. poor me

alone is so much better

alone