The Plague — Diary of Dreams

Hey, pretty face you think that you can hide behind this mask of yours.

Hey, prison cell you can not keep me here Silent waters are deep you know

I cannot see the man that you can see in me I cannot kill this guy not even if I tried I think I need to run to make myself a home I need to seperate the living from the dead

This is the mind you came to fight Call it fateful! Don't be a plague, a spell to kill You should be grateful!

Hey, pathetic foo you do not see this curse could be a blessing in disguise

hey, little malady I found your fatal trace that led me to your hideaway