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