As death surrounds me i notice a sweet sense of...
maybe I'm being reborn...

All the thoughts that are in my mind
the crazy voices that i hear inside...

Looking up at the blood red sky
never wanting to say good-bye...

I'm beginning to see the light again
but it's not quite in my reach...

I hear the silent midnight cries
that wake me during the night...

Within the darkness i do hide.
this cold, black world in which i reside...

I laugh...