Screaming voices want me dead
Screaming sorrow in my head...

Silent seduction, the beckoning knife
Twisted words sweetly sung...

I can't fight you
I can't breathe...

The legions of foes, battle cries heard
You unsheathe your sword, not saying a word...

Forced to fight
On this forsaken night...

Please leave me alone
I need time to think...

Spiraling down to the end of this life
Wondering whether its worth using a knife...

These whispered words fly by my ear
I soon know them, though I can't hear...

Blood is dripping onto the floor
A pool of blood leads to the door...

This overwhelming sickness
This pleasure in death...

Falling again down this path
If I bleed, no one can see...

I calm my anger, by punching pillows
The trees around me vibrant willows...