• Tieng my own noose, digging my own grave
    They told me to do it before it is too late
    Pale faces in the night told me the truth about life
    They told me facts that I could not deny

    Picking flowers for my own funeral
    Building the coffin to sleep in
    Sharpening the blade to slash my own throat
    Loading the gun to blow my head off

    Twisted faces in (my dream)
    Screaming out their (hatred)
    Ill-being (inside me)
    Will they never leave me be

    Gloomy figures in (my mind)
    Crying out their (despair)
    These parasites in (my head)
    Will never set me free

    Peeling my own skin, looking inside, Deep Inside
    Searching for something, that lies inside
    Deep Inside, in my mind
    Pale faces in disquise, told the lies, in my mind
    Warned me about that day, which would arrive in time


    Screaming like hell in my own inner cell
    Blood so gently flowing down
    Hurting myself to wake up from this dream
    Or is it so mindless coz it's real