The Rising of the Black Moon - Mental Demise

I hear you in my head!

Whispering daemons

There is no place to hide from

Voices penetrating mind

No strength for resistance

They force me and I have to go.

I roam over towns

Full of dead people

Fire glimpse reflecting

In dead opened eyes

Dismal ghosts

Surround me all the time

Their screams I hear

Every full moon night

Shadows are moving

Vampires in the darkness

Hide from deadly shine day light

Feel the smell of your blood

I don t know who I am

Could I be the enemy of god?

I roam over towns

Full of dead people

Fire glimpse reflecting

In dead opened eyes

Dismal ghosts

Surround me all the time

Their screams

I hear every fool moon night

Every night!