I'm crawling in my head with the walking dead I've got a cold sweat on my skin I'm fighting back the demons in a waking dream Where my weakness will become a sin
I'm Holding onto terror, it's my guiding light It's gonna pull me out of my mind A never-ending telepathic testimony To the fear that I feel inside
Hell is not a place, it's a game you play And suffer every move you make Posession is the prize in the enemy eyes You pay for every chance you take
A soul is not a soul until it lives in a hole With a hacked up life and limb The pain that you find can make you feel so fine The alienation's dead
At the back of your mind Go to the other side Hello is anyone home? But you've been left alone.
Maybe I'll submit to my own desire Will the agony be too extreme? Something deep inside pulled my legs wide open And the whisper turned into a scream
Took my by surprise when I heard my cries Because I didn´t recognize my voice A schizophrenic call or a voodoo doll Too terrified to make that choice
I´ve been stabbed in the back By a maniac And I thought it was me But I didn´t have the guts to believe Beyond good and evil lie the future ghosts That surround us like a ring of flames Summoned here by innocents and fools alike For the pleasure of the game I wish to hell I was a stronger man And I could heal just as quick as scar But I´m weak, when I´m in this deep, It´s not a game anymore, it´s gone too FAR!
I´ve been stabbed in the back By a maniac And I thought it was me But I didn´t have the guts to believe