Drums
Deep In My Soul Puond
There Sound Echo Of The Walls
Of My Body
Whispering Voices Call
Making There Words Almost
Hearable
Should I Go With Them?
‘No! ‘ Screams A Derible Voice
As Cold As Windy Nights
And As Frightening As The Ghosts
That Huant Me
It Awakens Me From My Death
Sleep
I Look Up As I See My Soul Shatter

Deep In My Soul Puond
There Sound Echo Of The Walls
Of My Body
Whispering Voices Call
Making There Words Almost
Hearable
Should I Go With Them?
‘No! ‘ Screams A Derible Voice
As Cold As Windy Nights
And As Frightening As The Ghosts
That Huant Me
It Awakens Me From My Death
Sleep
I Look Up As I See My Soul Shatter