In Vans point of View

In Vans point of View

          These wretched memories that are consuming my sanity, killing my inner mind,

          Preventing me from my inner peace, ripping out of my heart those memories I cannot find,

          Blackening out my thought of good hopes, and replacing them with these wretched memories,

          My people destroyed, my hometown demolished, my dying sanity is at seize,

          No remedy can cure this brink of destruction, my cries for help are nothing but pitiful pleas

          Help my soul, my inner peace, from being overcome by these wretched memories