A Voice of Confusion

This pain, it's horror with a voice
This pain, it's horror with a voice

Maybe death will send me to hell
Maybe hell will end this horror within

I am on the noose
I am on the noose

For my demons I speak, you will never end me
Into this deep black hole, they want me numb
I can see the light fading away
And their voice whispers in this funeral fog

They aproach
With their purpose
Of controling
Me!

Every word, every whisper, it hurts
I will rot in a coffin, I will escape
I will rot in a coffin, I will escape

Every word, every whisper, it hurts

Paralyzed, no feel
No voice, no breath
This ends here

Cut myself from this pain, end it now
Help me lord, help me rising star