Be it dream or real Why should I feelSo bad inside Much pain to hide Still I fight Every night She lied to me and made it worse Would'nt even bless her with my curse He daunted with me he best jest I'll tear him apart with the rest They toy with my violent curse Only violent when its worse Locked in these vexing throes They gave me little joy and many woes How dare they blame me for the pain Who cares now im far from sane Cant keep a thought Sleep I cannot But when I die my friends i'll save it'll comfort me in my grave Come satan I challenge you Try and match what i've been through My soul be burned, my flesh be singed But it's you oh satan that will cringe And when you ask what will pain me Devil I will say to thee Nothing you can do because, well I've spent my time in hell