im mentally hurt
i know
but i didnt kill a brother
i was never betrayed
i never seen a majestic beast of old
i was in this forrest the whole time
i cant remember anything else
as i know what i did
i cant realize i did it
The body on the ground is a man
but i do not remember his face
the book in his hand is evil
i can hear it talking
a foul tongue of a demon
it is the cause of this
but i forget all this
my life is goe from memory
i have only one goal
now as i draw my last breath
as i hang from a tree with a rope around my neck
i remember everything
and the book, it laughs
as i die,
i hear the laughter of evil and the mocking of my past
