Wake me from this sleep, so i can begin living. Or give me the solution, so i can start dying.

Everybody dies with a debt. No silence, watching death is how we live. Take it or leave it. Don’t waste your breath.

And in the end only haze remains, nothing is forever. I gave my heart, my blood, nothing is forever (but eternity).

I’m breaking the mirror now. You tried to crush my soul, you failed. I conquered and prevailed. You’ll never break me.

Oh Queen Baphomet, infernal goddess. Baptize me with your blood.

Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need. I say love, it is a flower, and you, its only seed.

I can feel your hand buried deep down inside my chest. You are holding my heart, So you can push the dark aside. Who are you to say that you can help me before I fade away?

Swallow down, choke it down. Suffer all the pain. We all got the power to break these chains.

I’m falling apart, should have known from the start, a beating heart is a bleeding heart.

Come back to me. You know the answer, love is the key.

You’ll never know, Even days with the brightest skies I feel the black and blue ashes in my eyes. You’ve poisoned every garden in my mind

Rest your head, here’s a lullaby. A melody for heavy eyes. Early to bed, early to die. Welcome to your worst nightmare.

He drowned in all our sins, he drowned in our mistakes, fueled by the flood, we pay in blood. The curse of „Crystal Lake“.

I disappear in the toxic gaze and see the living that surrounds me dissipate in a violet blaze.

The game begins, a frightening chance to be saved. With blood on the blade, morality takes casualties. No one’s above the SAW.

We are the savages, Eating you alive. The original villains in the night. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

Want a Balloon, Georgie?

Want a Balloon, Georgie? Part 2

Samara: „Here we go, the world is spinning. When it stops, it’s just beginning. Sun comes up, we all laugh. Sun goes down, we all die.

Behind this mask of hate, I don the devil’s power.

Too bad the truth has fallen through. The incarnation of a christ manipulation.

The tears of a child, the pain of a mother, a heart full of memories of a dead father.

Cut me open and tell me what’s inside, diagnose me ‚cause I can’t keep wondering why. It’s like an avalanche, I feel myself go under ‚cause the weight of it’s like hands around my neck.

The passion is tied up. The lust is wasted. Sensuality is dead.

Roses are red, violets are blue. Leaving me wrecked did not make you rue.

Carry the weight, broken and chained, all of my suffering on display. Is there solace in the struggle?

Will you just stay silent? Riot, riot. We won’t stand in a line compliant. Time for your fire. It’s time for the riot.

I am a sinking ship, I am the anchors deep, set to the ocean floor in an eternal sleep. Can I find my way back home again?

Painfully numb. Dear diary, this battle’s on the verge of emergency.