A silint scream comes from this empty shell ..
This hollow man bathed in my own hell..
A jereny back is full of pain a trip to the future brings the same
And the present the most painfull of them all
I set myself up for the pending falls
The darkess of holes open under me
And I fall so freely for even in this mer momment
The pain stops and I begin to know the truth
That soon I will feel the reaperss grip on me ..
And when he gets me a wicked smile shall cross my face
No longer sad and in my own hell anymore
For I will be dead and free from all this pain
