[CHAPTER ONE]


By the end of the hall they creep

Just waiting to confront me

All these years I have believed what I have seen


Oh what they do I do not know

Time will pass or time will show

In this dead-white hall I'm passing cold


I walk the end of 9


White turns to black, I walk the end of 9

To confront by the end

Skin turns to blue, I walk the end of 9

Lurk, lurk, lurking they are


Eminent how they walk in silence

Is this the answer for my death

Slowly moving pictures grow within me

Is this the journey to my hell


Now I'm passing the first 9 demons

Ariez sign I grant you birth

Somehow I think it has a meaning

Their eyes are looking for answers


Eminent how I walk these halls


By the end of the hall they creep

Just waiting to confront me

All these years I have believed what I have seen


Oh what they do I do not know

Time will pass or time will show

In this dead-white hall I'm passing cold


Now confronting the book of 9

Victims is another time

A crystal ball with stories in rhymes