Shadows of the Mutilated

Pale faces twisted in pain

Their hollow eyes watching me

Shadows of the mutilated weep

I dare not to sleep

Days and nights I stay awake

With chemical eyes I greet the sun

Through darkness I waited

For the light to set me free

Insomnia, dementia

I hear the fallen angels sing

Die, die

Lunacy, blasphemy

I hear dying voices whisper

Kill, kill