I have walked through the valley of the death I have feld the cold grip of death Being beckoned towards the dark In the velley there is no light I heve tasted The pain and suffering Of the unborn child And desease ridden flesh The slaughtered and unwanted Crying out in torment Their cries and anguish scare my soul A dream or is it death I do not know I thaught I vas sefe from the pain But the suffering stil remains Put into a macabre life past Eternal molestation is where I'm cast The pain and suffering of whitch I have felt Was not of the innocent but of the guilty ones This pease of horror And etarnal suffering Built for reprisal Against the vile I can't wait until I'm dead