Regain consciousness from a past

That I swear I have never lived

Though I swear I have seen theseVisions projected to me before.

I feel my blood

Flood to my heart, beating faster,

Rushing to my head

The figures′ creeping in

There's no way I would cave the faces

In of my beloved friends

Sanity′s fading,

Drifting further out of distance reeling

Stage V kicks in

Don't look back,

Standing right behind me

Watching, plotting

They will never follow me again

A new arrival plagues the battlefield

And he taints the story

Unbridled envy, thoughts of

Killing and torture lure me in

Parasitic thoughts overcome

My sense of judgement

Feeding off anxieties like a leech

Hallucinations born of

Jealousy and entropy,

No empathy is shed from me,

To it I'll see you′ll rest in peace

Born to fragments,

A hundred years have passed,

Looping madness,

Born of the witches hand

A twist of fate, malevolent

I see all that play the game

It seems you amuse me

Roll the dice, and let them

Chose your fate.

I see no

Sense in living

In this shard

Falling apart

A new betrayal has taken shape,

One I fear I can not escape

Pinned me down, grab the hatchet

Gauge the face, hack, maim

And leave no trace

Hide all the evidence,

Scatter the remnants

Body parts strung around

Find them you′ll regret it

Lose your consciousness

Inside the madness

The graves been dug

I've prepared for your exit

Exit our lives become a

Shell of your former self

Let the larva plague your mind,

Watch your life burn (burn)

Betray your friends and family

Watch your life burn

Lose all of your feelings,

Itch the crawling underneath your skin

Born to fragments,

A hundred years have passed,

Looping madness,

Born of the witches hand

A twist of fate, malevolent

I see all that play the game

It seems you amuse me

Roll the dice, and let them

Chose your fate.

The heir from a great family draws closer

Reaching a conclusion fit for a witch

Witch of miracles

Born from the core

Of a continuous drive to

Test the limits of fate

Broken through the shackles,

Finally a checkmate is

Secured by the heir to the village

All hail the queen