Death Toll

Death Toll

A Deep Depression Has Over Taken Me.

For My Soul Can Not Rest.

I Fear What Has Awoken Inside Of Me.

Brought Out Only By Death.

I Feel That I Must, Shake Up What Has Already Come To Past.

A Forbidden Practice To Bring Back The Dead.

Or To Achieve What Is Consider Impossible, To Change Events By Time Travel.

Neither Path Will Come With Ease. Nor Will They Be Free.

The Cost Will Be Great. And I Am Willing To Pay.

I Only Hope I Have What It Takes.