The Ring

Silence is written behind icons
 Icons, keep the secret of horror
 Whispers, reach your fear inside conscious
 Horror, rings deadly horizon
 Nails Surrounds your body
 Into the area of sketched delusions

 Orama of my end, which will be eternal
 And the smoke of dust will swallow my eyes
 Fear to think the moment of my death
 Mad along with body shall burry me

 What matters, is the end
 What kills, will soon come
 A face will rot my will
 A child shall meet me here

 Ring of Sorrow
 Trapped Inside
 Locked in a well
 A curse from a child

 Hatred from Her Father
 A never born child
 A spawn on Evil
 Damnation Child.

 Hatred from Her Father
 A never Born child
 A spawn on Evil
 Damnation Child.

 Ring of Sorrow
 Trapped Inside
 Locked in a well
 A curse from a child

 [Epilogue:]
 Trapped inside the seven nights
 I filter the past, no hope for the future
 Gathered fear breaks my loneliness

 Erase yourself, again (you) shall break
 Down at the bottom of your shame.
 System leads first
 Numbers called humans
 Erase themselves
 There is another shame
 You play on others game.