Going to the cemeteries Voices calling me hearing them It's only me who can hear them Rotten corpses hurting their souls Down in the deep darkness They can't breathe They cry out for help begging me Only I can hear Their pains, screams, sorrows Raging in my head Driving me insane I want to shut them out They hear me not They understand me not Sometimes angels come To question the newly-dead They hold no answers Just shed their tears Punishing the newly-dead Trapped withing their bodies Till the end They shall suffer Till the end They shall suffer