Voices - MD.45

Locked in battle hardened

Deep despair and doubt

A gaggle of grenades with

All the pins pulled out

A dog bit my hand, I’m crawling on the ground

Asking for some help, but noone ever comes

Walking in a nightmare, please turn on the light

I hear the strangest sounds, can anyone hear them?

I hear them

Hit my head on the wall, till my keepers come

Protect me from myself, off to the quiet room

Weird specters ride the air, I know I can’t be wrong

I see and hear them too, can anyone else hear them?