Lost inside of my own mind
"Let's choose this" or "decide on that"
Confusion overwhelms those of my kind
Now it's my turn, I'm up to bat.

A small voice in my head
Tells me stories of things undead
Morbid, macabre, with blood and horror
I can't escape it, there is no other.

There is a tunnel and the end is bright
Spirits swarm about as if to avoid the light
One more step, I'm almost there.
I turn around, the room is bare.

It's at this moment I feel alone
With inhibitions thrown aside, I cross
The threshold fades and the sun is shown
Friends and lovers lay on grassy moss

They beckon me and I go forth
My feet slip, slide, then I fall
I hear their voices shout, then call
That moment I learned to live forever.