...black mask that laughs at my face
mortifying it beats me without grace!
silent is my voice,no I make no sound
stealthy I pray,death is around!
Silhouette from distance now is nearer.
Dancing above me,but I don`t see any clearer.
...scaring voices in my head
slitted heart,blood running red
Every breath like flagrant pain,
desperate try,it`s all in vain!
Where lays my grave?
Oh it seems so near!
Nothing left but scars and fear!
