I cant believe what happened to me
Last night
I went to sleep, woke up in a dream what I see in front of me
Is a door, i open it up into the corridor of my house
Walking in on the first floor
Something felt weird about this i wasn't shore
I looked around, to the right of me i enter
On the ground i notice a blood trail
Shit my sister was killed pinned up on the wall like Jesus on the cross
2 metal spikes in her hands dripping blood one in her gut, intestines in a pile of mud
Squashed and tossed like a Salad
I run out the room and panic
Then my brothers head was free falling hit my feet. I look up, start bawling an couldn't speak
But who the f*ck hung you from your spleen, upside down bat with no skull
I don't know what was said or done at all
I thought if i walk into my mind
Everything would be fine
I thought my life was divine
But its twisted in twine
This could be a sign
Walk into my mind
And get killed from behind
Shit
Where am i now
There is a weird smell
I move towards the room
This is my other sister, full of blood
I'm in distraught, i cant believe they cut her up into triangles
Its gotta be Illuminati, And 100 bullet wounds
The gun was a shotty
I move out and I'm in a lobby
Decapitated parents
Strangle and mangled intertwined
Like a Siamese appearance
Heads sewed together
Are you serious
Please let my family rest their spirits
This is to mysterious
Should i fear this
Why did i walk into my mind
Everything is not fine
My life is at a decline
I should have saw the sign
My family is dead in my mind
Its all my fault this time
I have to remember this is all a dream
This just lowers my self esteem
It went to the extreme
I wake up and scream
What the f*ck does this mean
I look around me to see where my family might be
Up and down the stairs racing
Last place is the basement
I looked in my hand a knife was placed in
And over there they are latent
All of them stabbed to death
This was my fear
And now it turned into a real nightmare
Feeling helpless out of breath
I thought this was a mind game
Must have a vile brain
On my shirt is their bloodstained
There is this tremendous pain
I'm sorry this wasn't my plan
I cant even stand
To say the least
Its my turn to be deceased
I don't wanna sit around and mope
Its about time i cut my throat
Raise the knife and i hope
To be with them i quote
Its in the letter i wrote