When the end of the day comes
and you lie in your bed
in the same position of they that are dead
you lie alone in your room
or next to your lover
or in the hospital bed
you start to think
you hear your breath
open your eyes
everything is alright
but its not
you hear a voice
you know it all too well
the voice is you
possessed by hell
you start to think
and that is when its over
because the worst thing you can be
is alone with your mind
