In these darkest walls
As I write these lines
In this domain of decay
Words fall on the soil beneath
Enfold, embrace, besiege, swathe
My domain
In these darkest walls
How can I be human?
They say they are blind
Smearing ashes across glass
Enfold, embrace, besiege, swathe
My domain
In this forest of harbored thoughts
There's demons in my mind
And I entrust myself to the lure
Of leaving this existence behind
Enfold, my domain
Besiege, my domain