Visions in My Head - Obituary

Well back in time

Enough justified

As I am free to seek the unknown

Crawled inside

As I realized

And I fought with these

These visions with my head

Lost with time

A near scare

A feat that’s rare

Rare dark hole

Where stone

And terror sells

That bleeds death through the bone

Lost your time is up

Set aside and out

Free to seek the undead

Blood bodies me

Blinded walls

They trap and call

And visions with my head

Lost with time

As cold veins

And blood stains

A dark hole

Where stone and terror sells

That bleeds death through the bone

Well back in time

Enough justified

As I’m free to seek the undead

Crawled inside

As I realized

And I fought with these

These visions with my head