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Another Bottle`s empty

You try to wash it all away

You try to run and hide

from all the Pain

and all the misery

But there`s no escaping

These Ghosts

they have become a part of you

No matter what to do

it will determine your

life to the Grave

Bodies rising

Souls disguising

Children bleeding

Monsters breeding

As you sit alone

in the darkness of your

Motel - Room

Walls are closing in

and the Faces

won`t stop haunting you

And these Scenes appear

they repeat

like cruel songs on replay

It`s like a burning Nightmare

and you can

only pray to wake someday

World on Fire - Blood desire

terrorized in silent Cries

Memories remain

wash it all away