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(Words by Michael Malcom)

Walking through these dark dreams

I came upon a scene

With someone facing their death

Why am I holding her breath?

The killer looks at me with his big red eyes

Told me I'm witnessing some new lies

As I ran and began to escape

The newly-dead corpse fell like a drape

The body began to descend

Into darkness corrupted by hate

Where it had concealed its fate

The pain is no stronger than before

I ended her life and closed the door

Trying to hide my past and present

I try to lie to myself

Running, scared

In fear of myself

Hiding, dark

These places are so cold

Trying, to

Forget what happened

Looking, as

I am so bold

People are suspicious of me

Friends and family make me flee

Now I'm trying to protect them

I hide the anger that's within

I'm running long and far away

But the distance never matters

Now it's me that I'm scared of

Running through these thoughts of clatter

Running through these thoughts of clatter

I can't see what is the matter

I run from the schizophrenic killer

Running through these thoughts of clatter

I can't see what is the matter

They call me the schizophrenic killer

My personal battle will end

I've started a civil war within

I can't decide what's good or bad

All these feelings make me sad

Now I must end what I've started

Put an end to all that's wrong

I must save the ones I love

And save me from myself

Trying to

End what has started

Living free

I've found myself

Trying to

Forget what happened

Ending the

Life to be forgotten