There is a man outside my door When he took my friends he burnt off their mouth Now I feel sick and dirty and lost My arms have never moved And everything sinks back under my skin In the dark all the screams have stories And they all end here Nightmare This blood soaked vulgar nightmare The heart throbbing in the morning sun My tears and screams have stopped The heart crushed through the cold machine I have become So sick and large Now I cannot stand By myself I still hear fresh screams everyday With youth comes hope Now I just wait Until I'm wrapped in plastic