Barbaric impulse, forced me to kill
Thoughts of primal mind
Bloodlust haze, begins to fade...
Reality strikes with numbing impact
Room now spinning, fall to my knees...
Nausea overwhelming -
unconsciousness...
into the eternal darkness...
A sense of peace -
overwhelming...

Never do I wish to return, to the land of the consciousness...
No form of the cursed light, to blind to my swollen eyes...
This curse of immortality, means I shall never rest...
Forever I shall walk the earth, closest I can come to death...
Distant voices call from the darkness...
The voices of many, I cannot find...
Running toward them, at a frantic pace...
The sound becomes more distant, the closer I come the further they get...
Why can't I find them?
Voices, the voices call...
Voices, the voices call to me...
Body slows, exhaustion...
Becoming weak, I must sleep...