My heads a pounding
My voice goes week
And I wonder if they see
That soon death will capture me
My blood is pounding
Burning my vains,
Trying to escape
This hell I create
Time is ticking
And death grows near
Dark thoughts consumes me
And I don't mind at all
So when I go to sleep tonight
I'll count some sheep
While dark thoughts
Smother me.
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