Quo Vadis - Dead Man\'s DiaryDead Man\'s Diary on the nightstand\nwill it hold the truth to an unanswered past\nThoughts of yesteryears\nWill they be revealed to the world at last?\n\nWooden floor cracks as I take a step forward\n\nA cold breeze in back of my neck\nA stench fills the room, the stench fills the room\nAccumulated dustshowed by the moonlight\nDark cover manuscript reveals its age\n\nMy hand apporaches and I feel the rage\n\n\n\nI\'ll hunt you down and punish your life\nI\'ll nail you to the beams of red\nI\'ll watch you bleed and beg for mercy\nI\'ll savor the moment when our eyes will meet\n\n\n\nThe content feared, the diary I open\nFirst page, \"To my love, the first and last\"\nA black and white photo from 1912\nAn image to remember from a forgotten past\n\nI turn the pages, the horror grasps my attention\n\nShocking plots, and detailed footnotes\nConfession begins:\n\"My actions are haunting me, I must confess.\nBut I fear brutal punishment for years on end.\"\n\n\"The truth will stay with me untill my body rests\"\n\n\n\nI\'ll hunt you down and punish your life\nI\'ll nail you to the beams of red\nI\'ll burn your flesh, you will be covered with sores\nI\'ll feel your pain as you scream for mercy\n\n\n\nA dark presence overcomes me\nAgression starts to roar within my veins\nThe pages turn, without applying torque\nA blank page appears at the end of the plot\n\nThe ink starts to appear as I read the words\n\nMy name inscribed, the time of death appears\nScripted to today\'s date, minutes untill tomorrow\nAn unexplainable fear is experienced\nI close myeyes, I feel a soul above\n\nI look into his eyes\nHis face...\n... My face\nIs staring at me\n\n\n\nI\'ll hunt you down and punish your life\nI\'ll nail you to the beams of red\nI\'ll ram a bullet right through your head\nI\'ll put an end to the misery canada, dead, death, diary, is, man, man's, metal, music, quebec, quo, rock, vadis