• I lean my head against the misty window.
    As i look out toward the lamp lit lane,
    my mind begins to wander
    to the day that death stood at my door.

    He said it's your turn to come
    to the land of the dead.
    You will be among others
    that have to live with
    all that they dread.

    Your nightmares wait for you
    and they will tear you apart.
    You've already lost your mind
    so there's no need to ponder
    your new life that's all in your head.

    Your soul is now mine
    so come with me.
    You have no choice
    because you're already dead.