I... I see the gaping wound in your shallow inside Each night you pray for quick and painless death Your soul is raped in the cell of awareness You hide the truth and you know its wrong Cursed! You bow your head with fear and I can hear you weeping I hear the howlingdark funeral march And when all the voices become silent The rope is waiting for your neck Cursed!
howlingdark, cursed, painless, gaping, awareness