Going to the cemeteries
Voices calling me
hearing them
It's only me
who can hear them
Rotten corpses hurting their souls
Down in the deep darkness
They can't breathe
They cry out for help begging me
Only I can hear
Their pains, screams, sorrows
Raging in my head
Driving me insane
I want to shut them out
They hear me not
They understand me not
Sometimes angels come
To question the newly-dead
They hold no answers
Just shed their tears
Punishing the newly-dead
Trapped withing their bodies
Till the end
They shall suffer
Till the end
They shall suffer
