I can hear the screams in my head
They are forcing me to roll and play dead
These voices get louder by the minute
I feel like giving up

I want to get up and run away
But those maniacs will haunt me everyday
Where are my friends when I needed them the most?
Where do I fit in?

I don't need them anyway
Those ungrateful fools
Who needs enemies when you've got friends?
I never knew that this is how it ends

Get out of my head
Yes, you too, under the bed
I will have no skeletons in my closet
My mind will stay clear

History of Egypt is right hear on the board
They keep screaming at me but i have my sword
I try to defend but the sword brakes
i have to surrender 'cuz they are all fakes

curse you deamons for putting me through hell
"curse you"  i said before i fell
I got swept by the stream of consciousness
I was found guilty in the trial of tearsI