Knocked out cold, unconscious black

 Knocked out cold, ambushed

 Where am I? Head hurts

 Damn, neck is stiff

 Can't move

 Blurry vision, can't see straight

 Close my eyes, focus

 Starting to regain my conscious, no memory

 Trying to move but I can't, tied down to a chair


 Squirming to loosen the knots but they're rock solid

 The panic is starting to rise

 Trying to figure out, who would imprison me?

 Shadow moves swift around the room and comes straight towards me

 Lifts his hands, I try to duck to get away

 He's putting something on me

 Plastic bag, total panic

 Cutting off all air, suffocating

 Total panic, hyperventilate

 Taste of blood, in my mouth

 Can't move my arms, screaming out


 Falling over, hit the floor, flash before my eyes, gasping for air

 Starting to feel dizzy, try to bite the plastic bag

 Can't reach... life starting to slip away

 I can feel my body, starting to give up

 Pounding, inside my chest

 Feels like i'm gonna blow

 Then, suddenly, he lifts me up

 Not much time left, I can feel him poking at my mouth

 Poking, sticking a hole, letting me get a taste

 Slowly, my mind is again under my control

 I can hear him, at the end of the room

 What the f**k is he doing?


 A strike to my head

 Once again knocked down

 Rips up, steps back, lifts the bat

 Strikes my chest, intense pain

 The perpetrator laughs at me, can't see but I know it's him

 I know this psycho wants me dead

 Adrenaline is working fast, I want to crack this bastard's head

 Pierce his lungs, watch him choke

 I sense a smell of human death

 Realize i'm not the first to suffocate then left to rot in this room

 The plastic bag sits tight and firm I feel it's time to get it off

 This cunt won't break me he will die

 With furious anger I start wobbling with the chair

 Feel the wood giving in, knots loosen

 I will break free


 Again I feel strong

 Fueled by hatred and lust to slay

 Picture him beaten and dead

 The instant my hands are free he's back with the baseball bat

 Smashing and pounding, time must be now for attack

 As I charge I feel the knife, took me by surprise

 Slicing my throat, quick I die