Of a Scourged Mind (Demo)

Can you hear The voices so near? They are approaching Through the wall All 'cross the small hall They are encroaching Striking lightning Awkwardly frightening "We are coming" The doors are locked All windows are blocked No way of running Can you hear Those voices so near Still coming nearer Shadows glancing Threatfully dancing In the mirror His eyes wide opened in blazing lunacy Can't remember the way he used to be Laughing his way through the pain and tears Burning his numb mind for all those years Death, death, death and disease Down in the land of a thousand degrees It's my state of mind, no one understands But these rubber walls are burning my hands No, I can't stop the voice in my head I really believe it's the voice of the dead They're telling me secrets you will never know Come on, let me show Let me try to show!