From within the darkest depths of my heart,
I feel it creeping start.
Shivers run across my spine
With every tick of the clocks passing time.

Slowly, slowly myself I loose,
doing things I do not choose.
My eyes turn dark, like a cloudy night
My skin turns pale, like the moon shining bright.

I hear a whisper from deep inside;
That tells me to ******, whom ever it decide.
And even though I wish not to comply,
Whatever it says, do shall I.

Eversince my heart stopped beating,
My life just keeps repeating.
I can feel nothing, no sorrow, no pain;
There is something I just can't regain.

Life seems so out of reach, and;
Yet I still walk.
I eat flesh and blood just like my own,
Not knowing what is right or wrong.

Tingling thoughts of ******,
dangling through the branches of trees
As if dread from an uncertain past;
further floats among the living effigies.

A whisper from long ago still echoes,
where people dare not put foot.
A place, where time slows
A place where men once stood.