Something is calling me...
I can't escape it
It has chosen me
To be its messenger to this world
Something is coming...
I can feel it every fiber
The shadows are getting longer
With the same candlelight all the time
I have lost my sense of time
All the clocks are standing still...
Silent...< br/>Something is being born
Something I never want to see
I hear voices inside me
A mongrel from the shadow world
They hurt all my senses< br/>Accompanies me all the time
Fear has me in its grip
It increases from hour to hour'
Poisons every part of me
How long did I find no sleep
Fear is eating my soul
And trembling I wait for it -
What will soon live in the basement
The birth is imminent
FEAR BECOME FLESH< br/>It has awakened...
At some point it was there in the basement
I only hear its breathing
That even drowns out the voices...
A breath of plague blows through the whole house
The temperature has dropped
I threw up several times
The smell is horrible
I locked my door
(But) wood alone can not protecting myself
Someday it will come for me
Whatever it is...
I'm waiting here in the dark
In a sea of u200bu200bbody sweat
To the messenger of my death
Of whom I only know the name...
Phobia...
The shadows scream his name...
Phobia...
Became flesh...

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