the demons always told me Im better off dead
that the world is a more colorful when I am not around

nobody ever heard me crying, alone in my room
they didn't noticed I was dying, alone in my head

I always pretended my life was a daydream
but everytime I began to believe I was okay
the devil came back he opened the gates to hell
the monsters and lonely ghost' came out of my closet
they told me the most cruel things, you cant even imagine

my mind is filled with dark and sick thoughts
and I realize my life really is a nightmare
Im screaming for someone to wake me up
but it is to late, my soul is forever lost on the sea of the broken

maybe I am better off dead.