Thousands of stone eyes seal my fate
Woth rotten mouths full of hate
Feeding my poison Serpent's hands
Give me a silver goblet With the devil's brand
I feel my body enter a shell
Closing my eyes Living this hell
I check my calendar There are no appointments
i cover great distances Between past and present
Returning from a tunnel To once again behold the light
I'm stuck in my body Immune to wrong or right
I feel my body enter a shell
Closing my eyes Living this hell