An atmosphere of deadly pain Extinguish the fire that drives my soul Slow apathy is spreading through my brain Redeeming me as death takes hold Blindfolded by suicidal thoughts; The wolfleader is now the stalked… Intentions of torture tingle my spine, Primal feeding on the multitudes of death A dead body lying next to mine Primitive instinct - a passion for flesh Blindfolded by suicidal thoughts The wolfleader is now the stalked… Blindfolded by suicidal thoughts; The wolfleader is now the stalked… Hour by hour, the strings snaps inside Reason upset into examine my death Length of a second to take my own life Time growing shorter with every regret Blindfolded by suicidal thoughts; The wolfleader is now the stalked…