With no escape, I drift, lost

yet I recognize this place

place so known to me

shelter in self-opression

I'm in a sad state of siprit

confidence, persistence...

devotion to this perversion

bounds me in delusion

hear me, my friend, hear me

behind these walls of silence

hope is left burried in time

it went down fading with each cry

I stare into abiss

I turn my back on me

is there a way out?

Hera me, my friend, hear me

behind these walls of silence

with no peace, I drift, lost

yet I recognize this place

place so known to me

shelter in self opression

i'm in a sad state of spirrit

confidence, persistence...

devotion to this perversion

bounds me in this delusion.