Taken by my own illness
Captured by the invisible spirit
Cannot fill this void inside
Capable of nothing, tragic ending

Loathing all that the evil brings
Sickened by the torture inflicted
Forgetting the pain and misery I’ve caused
Fearing that the thing has made me addicted

Conscious deceit turning me into a void
Scratching at the bedpost, secretly captive for eternity
It cant be the end of my life
Now I know that I’ll never really be free.