Tieing my own noose, digging my own grave 
They told me do it before it is too late 
Pale faces in the night told me the [bad word] about life 
They told me facts that I could not deny 

Picking flowers for my own funeral 
Building the coffin to sleep in 
Sharpening the blade to slash my own throat 
Loading the gun to blow my head off 

Twisted faces in (my dream) 
Screaming out their (hatred) 
Ill-being (inside me) 
Will they never leave me be 

Gloomy figures in (my mind) 
Crying out their (despair) 
These parasites in (my head) 
Will never set me free 

Peeling my own skin, looking inside, deep inside 
Searching for something, that lies inside 
Deep inside, in my mind 
Pale faces in disquise, told the lies, in my mind 
Warned me about that day, which would arrive in time 

Screaming like [bad word] in my own inner cell 
Blood so gently flowing down 
Hurting myself to wake up from this dream 
Ir is it so mindless coz it's real