i am gone...
my mind...
my will...
my hope...

mary is evil
dont trust her intoxicating smell or her addictive impact.
shell creep up on you so slowly then...
she has you
now you are her slave
her carreirer

you carry her disease
she is in your veins
she is in your thoughts
she owns your mind

her will alone will drive you insane
endless night will follow endless day
every person will become your worst fear
every moment is a new memory of mary

when you hold her your eyes turn blood
your own reflection will scare you
teeth will not rest till every last drop is gone
you monster, you monster...

your bodys clock will remain in the same spot ...
but constantly tick away
then without rhythm or warning the bells will ring
warning! yet another phantom prophet

how long can she reach
surely not this safe place
the trap is set
your safest place turned inferno

so bury me here
among the dead city ruins
corpses, marys victims
walk the streets
her hold everlasting
along the lines, here,
in the zombie refuge

i am gone...
but i can still see the children on the path
i watch them with intence anticipation
one day, smile....