Behind these evil castle walls my heart and soul are like the artic. So icy, cold and frozen like an ice berg. This castle has turned me into a barbarian thats trying to find civilization behind these walls. Its made my mind cloudly that I can't think straight. My nightmares seemed to have come true. My passion for life have gone with the fires of hell. The heat I fell when I wake up in the morning is unbareble. I wish that one day I can see outside this evil castle and the gorgoues lights of heaven. It came in a flash that I wasn't ready for the out come of this horror nightmare. Now I'm on my deathbed asking for another chance. To try to change my life. Then a belfry rang and it was all over. Looking up at my body as I drafted down to hell. How did i come to this point?