I smell the rancid oil, I taste the bitter grease, I feel the rope, See nothing, covered up view
My tears burn like fluid fire, My voice hurts in my throat, My hands and feet ache, I am scared and lonely

This stupid mind – is slippin´ out of my hand, I´m going crazy

The memories of your eyes, Hurting me, taking me, The smell of blood, Scaring and frightening me
Your voice, my voice, one sound, Screaming, yelling at me, Begging to go, Pleading to stop

I´m going crazy…