I woke up in the middle of the night

And the bright light gave me quite a fright,

I saw such a horrible sight

Of the demon of the night.

I hear some voices in my ear,
whisper of love i would like to hear,
but the sound of hatred i fear,
I can feel the words hatred is near.

Telling me things,
I'm not sure what,
it's something in the air,
Sometimes they confuse me and makes me wonder where I'm at,
I can feel the words of hatred is near.

I try to ignore them,
I try not to hear,
I try not to let them my soul into pieces tear,
I try not to feel the words of hatred is near.

Hurting words in the whispers I hear,
sound of hatred in the air,
I can feel the end of my life is near,
the hatred is here.

The only place I thougt I was safe, is now disturbing and dangerous.
Like a neverending nightmare.
I used to be happy, now my life is filled with fear.
Those monsters is everywhere.
Haunting me, trying to take my life away.
I'm locked inside this world, where pain and suffering is all I feel.
And I keep asking myself, are they real?
I wish it was just a dream.

It's no one to talk too, no one to ask.
No one to tell me why I'm stuck with this horrible task.
I wish it was just a dream, and when I wake up everything is as it always has been.

When I wake up in my bed,
knowing It was only inside my head.
And this pain I feel wasn't real.
It was all inside my head.
I wish it was just a dream.

How can I stop lieing when my whole happyness is based on lies?
How can I stop crying when my pain never dies?
How can I stop confusing when my life is like a dice?
How can I stop smiling when I look into your eyes?

When you lay in the darkness of your own tears.
and all you want is to die.
you can feel your heart break, and the tears get red and turn into blood.
Your death was not a lie.

I miss beeing you friend.
I will never forget that time.
You will forever be in my heart.
I'm making my pain into art.

I wish we could talk again, just one more time, my friend.
I will never forget you.
You will forever be my heart, untill the day it fall apart.
I'm making my pain into art.