Going to the cemeteries
Voices calling me
hearing them
It's only me
who can hear them

Rotten corpses hurting their souls
Down in the deep darkness
They can't breathe

They cry out for help begging me
Only I can hear
Their pains, screams, sorrows
Raging in my head
Driving me insane
I want to shut them out
They hear me not
They understand me not

Sometimes angels come
To question the newly-dead
They hold no answers
Just shed their tears
Punishing the newly-dead

Trapped withing their bodies
Till the end
They shall suffer

Till the end
They shall suffer