Walking Dead On Broadway
Haunted
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