Eyes wide open,
Pain in my head.Same dark room,
Same rusty chains.Not a word,
Not a breath.I don't remember the last time I was unchained.
It hurts.
No one is coming,
No one is near.I rock the chair,
One, two, three,
One, two three...Damn, my head got hurt again...
But the chains are no longer there.I can hear it,
Knocking on the door.I don't want to open,
II can't let it in.But there it was again,
Chains ready in hand.It was too late,
It always is.