Dead Man's Diary (Live)

Dead Man's Diary on the nightstand
 will it hold the truth to an unanswered past
 Thoughts of yesteryears
 Will they be revealed to the world at last?
 Wooden floor cracks as I take a step forward
 A cold breeze in back of my neck
 A stench fills the room, the stench fills the room
 Accumulated dust showed by the moonlight
 Dark cover manuscript reveals its age
 My hand apporaches and I feel the rage
 I'll hunt you down and punish your life
 I'll nail you to the beams of red
 I'll watch you bleed and beg for mercy
 I'll savor the moment when our eyes will meet
 The content feared, the diary I open
 First page, "To my love, the first and last"
 A black and white photo from 1912
 An image to remember from a forgotten past
 I turn the pages, the horror grasps my attention
 Shocking plots, and detailed footnotes
 Confession begins:
 "My actions are haunting me, I must confess.
 But I fear brutal punishment for years on end."
 "The truth will stay with me untill my body rests"
 I'll hunt you down and punish your life
 I'll nail you to the beams of red
 I'll burn your flesh, you will be covered with sores
 I'll feel your pain as you scream for mercy
 A dark presence overcomes me
 Agression starts to roar within my veins
 The pages turn, without applying torque
 A blank page appears at the end of the plot
 The ink starts to appear as I read the words
 My name inscribed, the time of death appears
 Scripted to today's date, minutes untill tomorrow
 An unexplainable fear is experienced
 I close my eyes, I feel a soul above
 I look into his eyes
 His face...
 ... My face
 Is staring at me
 I'll hunt you down and punish your life
 I'll nail you to the beams of red
 I'll ram a bullet right through your head
 I'll put an end to the misery