Drifting into the livesseep into the soul where emotions hidedark skies were beating me downwith shadows of deceit slashing attrust till it forever bleedswith doubt, with pain, with trustis pain.
When you think of me in yourmultidimesional mind, try and wash the"evil" from your mind and open it.
When you taste the truth you willsee like others before me, to you
I am past, a story to telltell it.(solo Hamm / Schuldiner)
You may think you own the endtake another close look at the scriptof sadness etched in the book.