Wherever you are,
Whatever you're doing...

I love you,
And I'm so happy to...

Imagine something bad,
imagine something mortifying, something gruesome...

How many people had to stop thier mothers killing...
How many people have been sexually abused by thier...

Nobody hears me cry at night,
Nobody even knows...

Alone for a while
i've been searching through the dark...

Let the object of objection
Become but a dream...

Power of the witches rise,
Course unseen across the skies...

I close the door
i close the wall...

In a room bathed in darkness,
silence...

Its always been the same through these days,
Always war, always pain...

I grew up in this place,
This place of fear...