Haunted - Walking Dead On Broadway

I failed to protect my inner secrets

I failed the oath, I gave to myself

The Walls are coming closer

My Throat is dry from screaming your name

I curse myself for what I have done

But no one could tell you the feelings I felt

No one could tell you the satisfaction I had

Everything is black

There is no holding back

I feel the beasts presence

Whats left of its existence

Ripping throats till nothing is left

Even for Hell, this is unreal

There is no god to save me

There is no devil to punish me

There is just a man, the hardest sentence

That could ever be obtained

In the night I chose

Your lifes where forfeited

Like ghosts, youre haunting me

Wherever I go, youre already there

Like ghosts, youre haunting me

Death shall be my Punishment