• [Reader:]

    Dead Man's Diary on the nightstand
    will it hold the truth to an unanswered past
    Thoughts of yesteryears
    Will they be revealed to the world at last?

    Wooden floor cracks as I take a step forward

    A cold breeze in back of my neck
    A stench fills the room, the stench fills the room
    Accumulated dust showed by the moonlight
    Dark cover manuscript reveals its age

    My hand approaches and I feel the rage

    [Writer:]

    I'll hunt you down and punish your life
    I'll nail you to the beams of red
    I'll watch you bleed and beg for mercy
    I'll savor the moment when our eyes will meet

    [Reader:]

    The content feared, the diary I open
    First page, "To my love, the first and last"
    A black and white photo from 1912
    An image to remember from a forgotten past

    I turn the pages, the horror grasps my attention

    Shocking plots, and detailed footnotes
    Confession begins:
    "My actions are haunting me, I must confess.
    But I fear brutal punishment for years on end."

    "The truth will stay with me untill my body rests"

    [Writer:]

    I'll hunt you down and punish your life
    I'll nail you to the beams of red
    I'll burn your flesh, you will be covered with sores
    I'll feel your pain as you scream for mercy

    [Reader:]

    A dark presence overcomes me
    Aggression starts to roar within my veins
    The pages turn, without applying torque
    A blank page appears at the end of the plot

    The ink starts to appear as I read the words

    My name inscribed, the time of death appears
    Scripted to today's date, minutes until tomorrow
    An unexplainable fear is experienced
    I close my eyes, I feel a soul above

    I look into his eyes
    His face...
    ... My face
    Is staring at me

    [Writer:]

    I'll hunt you down and punish your life
    I'll nail you to the beams of red
    I'll ram a bullet right through your head
    I'll put an end to the misery