What the hell is going on?
Chosen to be the devils pawn
I see my end, my final dawn
Evil visions driving me insane
I see my skin on fire, but feel no pain
Everyone is dead, yet no one is slain
The things I see cannot be real
Death creeping behind you, your life he intends to steal
I hear the final bells as they peal
Can’t you hear them they are like daggers in my ears
These bells are enough to bring up tears
Bringing up all of my inner fears
I hear the voices inside my head
I see the demons that eat the dead
I glimpse the body of Jesus bled.
I'm under full possession
filled with thoughts of unholy misery and hellish aggression
Why me?
How could this be?
Death embrace me, oh dear insanity
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