Anonymous notes I find when I open my eyes Accusing myself of crimes in the environment of my life
You've started the harvest Of grief, your madness, hidden inside Trying to get the answer, left behind
Black clouds pursuing me closely Yearning for me
I feel the chills running to my neck again Winds of aggression disturbing limits of sanity I cannot discern it, is it me or is it shadows in my room? Mourning the last ones reaped under the moon
Swallow my darkness, sear my hope No guarantees, only remorse Death by my hand nevermore
Black clouds pursuing me closely Yearning for me
I feel the chills running to my neck again Winds of aggression disturbing limits of sanity I cannot discern it, is it me or is it shadows in my room? Mourning the last ones reaped under the moon
I've started the harvest Of grief, my madness, hidden outside Accept my present of guilt You'll never know the truth