Let thy soul into the darkness delve,
Where thou looses all thyself, ...Where;
slithering serpents slay so silent,
Like death's deadly scythe.

Deranged demon's deathly snare
Snatching people, unaware,
With such sweet nectar they thou compel,
So that willingly, thy soul thou sell.

A wolf in sheep's skin,
Juggling the lives of men's kin,
As if they were nothing,
but a game to win.

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.