My soul's an ember, it's a slice of hell! x4
Demons are chasing me
Inching me
Crawling 
My consorting
My voice is destroying
The words are not broke
I don't mind
Boo! (spoken)
Did I say something? (spoken)
Wow!
Spectors and snakes
And whips and chains
My wickedness
I am confined
My skin is burning
The room is turning
Everything will not
Be fine
Bless you my child (spoken)
My soul's an ember, it's a slice of hell! x4