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I walked with a corpse in the dead of night I recoiled as I took it's cold hand in mine it showed me things that trouble my mind images of my own demise it told me of my dying day,I saw my corpse rife with decay,I ran with fear of my destiny these horrible things,just cannot be I think I may be going mad, plagued with constant fear and dread I cannot sleep,nor can I eat I'm plagued by inner malady they say I'm starting to look strange,like a lunatic my eyes are deranged,my flesh is pale my beard grows long I'm barricaded in my in my dilapidated house voices echo through the dark,but there's no one there when I got to look, on my wits end I've been driven mad , I storm out the door and collapse with sheer horror upon realization, that I was already dead... Aus Songtexte Mania