Tekster: Dismember. Where Ironcrosses Grow. As I Pull the Trigger.

What are these visions that trouble my weakened mind


Haunt my fevered dreams and dance before my wide awake eyes
Visions of death a murder, ravaged figures in pain

People dead and buried, filling my head with fear

Demons and shadows tear my world apart, shredding my sanity to pieces
Screaming in horror, crying in fear, my living nightmare never ends


Now I've realized it will never end
I'll do whatever it takes to send them out of my head




Goodbye to the world
Cannot find final words

The dark shadows disappear
As I pull the trigger