Blackness
Don’t know if it’s night or day
No one to help me
Locked in
Woken up every hour of today
To feed me poison
Interrogation
Threatens my soul – questions
All they do is breaking my will
With vicious pain- turmoil
My mind is being torn from inside
I start eating from his hand
Interrogation
Demolish my soul
First he breaks your will
Then destroys your mind
I can’t seem to fight it
Lose my individual self
Make me slave
Make me a whore
Where is the truth and what is it for? – interrogation
Crucify my soul
Burnt brain
I begin to be someone else than me
I’m changing inside
Shut down
Another zombie risen again
A model citizen – interrogation
Is your black throne
