The scent of rotting bodies
The sound of dreadful pain...

I used to look into his eyes
and I'd see all the lies...

What’s the point of life?
What’s the point of living...

It’s like fear
Throughout my body...

Tattered and broken
shattered inside...

What’s the point of life?
What’s the point of living...

In the dark i wait
Feeling trapped and unsafe...

We sat together
me, her, and him...

It's read again
From the book...

Once upon a dream,
Things werent quite as they seem...

Rotting hearts
Burning lies...

Secret calls
silent nights...