I cut my wrist and wipe the tears from my eyes
That moment of bliss was just one big lie...
Upon a lake
a black house did sit...
The entity will rise in a dark, cold mist
to claim another victim, add to its list...
It seems that the cold,
It enters without invitation...
What lies beneathe you
This yellow light...
Someone bold,
a person without fear...
It flies above the clouds,
Soaring with the wind...
I walk trying to met the end,
It's never ending as though it seems...
They're afraid of the pure yellow sunlight,
The skin that surrounds their body is cold...
I eat away at my dry lips
That know none other than their own...
On one bright day, in the middle of the night,
i found a golden, heart-shaped locket...
Spirits spirits
Take away my misery...