Exiled - Psychopathic Dreams (Shadow of Death Part 2)

Visions of mutilated and torn bodies
Screams that I hear as if I were there
Blood marks on the walls of the room
Voices and laments moaning around me.

In my dreams I feel their pain
I feel their fears
I see some hands dripping blood into the floor.

Flashes of light blinding my eyes,
I can’t believe it
I need to wake up, I need to get out of these psychopathic dreams.

I can see through the eyes of a sick person
who is playing with their minds while they are tortured
The rotten smell confuses my senses
Turning my fear into a strange pleasure.

They watch victimized by horror
while his skin is being torn
But even so this painful condemnation goes beyond death.

Macabre silhouettes are stalking bodies in putrefaction
They are guests of honor in this show in my psychopathic dreams