I stood there
Saw many little dead souls
Tried so hard to find the light
No! My mind is running away from me
Poor little souls
Oh my dark blackness
This, I do not want to see
They are trying to reach me
Reach me with their cold and dirty little hands
I am afraid
Afraid of their dark big crying black eyes
Oh, my black darkness
Tears
Tears are flowing down on wet white cheeks
So cold
Cold
I feel their fear
Their terrified screams reach my desperate ears
I see their death struggle
I just wanted them to be happy
Therefore I cry for them
Oh, my darkness
My kingdom of death
I can not let them out
Cause I love them to much
I can not stand not to have them near me
Close to me
I love them!
They are mine
They are mine mine MINE!!
