Текст песни My Own Enemy

Where are the lies? How do I find the ilusions? Ghosts that revive inside my marsh From the dead they try to live through me Voices in my head asking for a sentence I don't care about the blame Dead in this filthy grave Lying under the stars, insets come from whitin me The unmerciful judge doams me to chose Between light and darkness Voices in my head asking for a sentence I don't care about the blame Dead in this filthy grave Possessed by despair, agonizing in the mire No answers to my torment Sowing guilt for the lies kept secret