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.