I'm what i'm not
Dead but dreaming nightmares
I feel so dead
I'm more dead than the corpse
In a tomb of thousend years
I confess the sins of a mourner
As I await to die again in an infernal silence
I'm dead - like the stillness in the rain
I'm dead - like the winter of thousend years between birth and death
And I was the sickest bastard on earth
Cause I know them all
Pain
Agony
Insanity
Hatred
Death...
Beyond is where I learn
To know my darkest fears
Of blackest blood tears
Burned in earthly years