As I Sit Alone
In A Haze Of My Own
I Ponder Of Things To Myself
Of Joys And Wonders
And Fears Down Under
Keept In My Poor Broken Heart
I Dream Of The Good Things
But They Turn Into Evil
Thoughts That Wont Leave My Mind
I Hurl My Body And Clentch Whats Around
As It Seeps Deep Inside
My Soul Is Haunted
And Mind Is Sick
But I Cant Seem To Find The Cure
So I Slowly Tremble
As Insanity Overcomes Me