In lurid galleies my eyes percieve no realities in the
Night. The malice of your disguise is never fond. the
Bones uncover the weak locked in galleries cleared their
Minds from hallways that never divide, that stretch for
Miles such narrow miles.
Welcome sit down this weakness will rip you from
Yourself. your kind means nothing at all, so don't mind.
Only in chambers deep you'll find the faces torn their
Lips in wire but sadistic lies they preach will never.
You destroy the righteous, abandoned them all, as they
Gave you life. I saw the shadow leave across the window
Pane. You took the fear from me but stole my body
Instead. You can burn me slash me to the bone till the
Blood covers the ground the red beckons more. THey killed
Us once then they'll kill again but you'll always seem to
Find. The bones they lay and rot will all be erased.
