These walls
They are ten feet high...
The demons from my past
Have returned to reignite the fear...
A disturbed spirit haunts the halls of,
My old...now deserted school...
Ten years on,
I still hear tales...
I stand
I wait...
As the dying take their last breath
and the angels scream...
The way I tumbled into the dark abyss
the way you reached out to grab me...
Oh the shadows! Oh the pain!
Why in hell are you doing this to me again...
My minds eye is blind
and so my judgment is impaired...
In the meadow
the fantasy reveals...
Two worlds created by man. two worlds wound up in...
For the other one seeks a remedy to the rain of...
I kept hearing them call my name.
One soft, the other harsh voice connected...