Every day I feel the horror deep down in my soul
Every night my thoughts get ugly coming from a big black hole
What is this that makes me crazy?
Never getting lazy
A shockwave that tortures my helpless brain
Every day I hear crazy voices which come from the other side
Every night the dark light calls me knowing that I cannot hide
I lie awake from hour to hour and I feel their demonic power
That gives me orders whom I next have to slain
All I hear is voices from the graves
Crazy voices telling secrets from the shades
Each time I listen to their voices from the graves
Another poor soul has finally lost its grace
Every day I wander around asking which? will be next
Every night I pray for deliverance while my little foolish mind is vexed
I get no answer and no relief so I still believe in my mission to serve the saints from hell
Every day I search for foolish victims to satisfy satanic plan
Every night I get the sacred poison to free me from my ban
Each murder seems to shelter me
And finally I will be free
Relief of all the troubles I feel inside