Drifting into the lives

seep into the soul where emotions hide

dark skies were beating me down

with shadows of deceit slashing at

trust till it forever bleeds

with doubt, with pain, with trust

is pain.

When you think of me in your

multidimesional mind, try and wash the

"evil" from your mind and open it.

When you taste the truth you will

see like others before me, to you

I am past, a story to tell

tell it.

(solo Hamm / Schuldiner)

You may think you own the end

take another close look at the script

of sadness etched in the book.