I lay in the darkest room,
the door is locked, at chains i grasp...
the chill runs through my bones
in panic i grief. oh please help me die...
The walls close in on my existence
unreal illusions re-appear
darkness increases still...
Frozen illusion
i lay in the darkest room
as images appear once more...
The chill runs through my bones
my body is stiff as my soul departs the earth.