In this endless void, the walls stood tall
Like a maze that barricaded these empty halls
My eyes were wide open, yet it seemed like I was blind
In pitch-black darkness, sheds a subliminal light
Not a jest, it really was
Shall I convince you, then, perhaps?
A sudden gush of wind that pulled me through this narrow room
Doors creaking close, hushing me to my own doom
Floors reaching my feet, tingling me to my deepest fears
Shrieking loud, yet none a single soul can hear
Begging like a coward as I cried in pleasing terror
Oh, you poor human, were you really in despair?
In pain, I seek for more
Quite a shame, was it worth living for?
I am as naive as a rat
I have fallen right into my own trap
Prickling are the tears as sharp as icicles
Flowing right into my lips,
A taste of regret and pure affliction
Shall I bury me
when this mind is already funereal
Shall I save myself, when I know in death
I am perennial?
