The souls heartache cry

Goodbye, thou art to dear for my hate

My heart and soul shall all evaporate

These nigtmares vividly flash across my eyes

The shadows stalks thee in a human disguise

Adrenaline pumps through thy viens like acid

Demonic forces awaits in the casket

Shapes and voices call out to me

And awakens me from a very deep sleep

With an out stretch hand I follow thee

To a field with a white tree

There hangs a rope, I slowly walk forward

Step on a chair and out the rope around my neck

Kick the chair out from under my feet

These voices now possesses me