You were the source to my deepest figmentsYet a repentant deceiverwho surrendered to the uttermost rediculous waysI still scream in woeThe evil in your soul, the demons playing with your thoughtswill not disappear until you have let go of the pastThis moment is crucial...All that matters is the size of the terrorAll that matters is the size of the terror!To procede, I must know why you are still hereAlthough I drudge to endureMystery fog surrounds the treesThis is the night of the belovedNo! Don't leave me nowBlow away the fragments of your own imaginationThe tenrion strikes me, though I shall fear no such thingFor I am the peace that shall forever cause unrestYou were the source to my deepest figmentsYet a repentant deceiverwho surrendered to the uttermost rediculous ways