Blackness Don’t know if it’s night or day No one to help me Locked in Woken up every hour of today To feed me poison Interrogation Threatens my soul – questions All they do is breaking my will With vicious pain- turmoil My mind is being torn from inside I start eating from his hand Interrogation Demolish my soul First he breaks your will Then destroys your mind I can’t seem to fight it Lose my individual self Make me slave Make me a whore Where is the truth and what is it for? – interrogation Crucify my soul Burnt brain I begin to be someone else than me I’m changing inside Shut down Another zombie risen again A model citizen – interrogation Is your black throne