ive been walking, intend to find my way back out
through this dark passage, suffer the souls of those been sent down
the spector shriek out, mocking me they call your name
and all i walk to find my way back home again
In fear there, and set the dead father and see her infret for the other
then cross the winding strand and lose your way in the atrium
and burn down the bridges all around you and set fire to the guilty bound through
let lose the rising flood and lose your way in the atrium
in this place the unknown, unannounced the victims should feel
with hatred and fatigue, how to set the false from the real
and i think im guaranteed to never make it out alive
but just one last thing, the calling card to see your face
In fear there, and set the dead father and see her infret for the other
then cross the winding strand and lose your way in the atrium
and burn down the bridges all around you and set fire to the guilty bound through
let lose the rising flood and lose your way in the atrium
and i- am waiting
no im still standing here
lost but saved, the internment of the atrium
and i- am waiting
no im still standing here