Thunders shake his wasted brain
Uncertain sensations freeze his soul
It’s a special night coming back
To sour his blood all night long
With fear he claims for help
He shouts but no one can hear
Something comes right to his eyes
Pins, shining needles
His necklace suffocates him
He throbs, sweats cold
Once begun the expected evil
Intense suffer
Hallucinations!
Wails and screams coming from every side
Too much horror, death is certain
Sensations of savage agony
Wake up from this devilish hallucination
