The stench of death within my own heart
Is sucking me deeper into the dark...

The Palace of skulls is awaiting the call
For angels and devils the big and the small...

Every time we meet I feel anger within
The constant reminder that I'm not good enough...

Paranoid trips, from a mind going insane
Looking around I see only pain...

I am the Pirate, sailing the seas
I am the sharks, waiting the feast...

Scared to death, I run for my life
From these thoughts I have, invisible knifes...

The Grim Reaper there stood
Dressed all in black...

Living in fear
From the demons inside...

When i grow up
I'll be big and strong...

Like the thorns of a rose
you hurt me my love...

Pressing through the land
where the moonlight freezes...

On old Hallow's eve
A story is told...