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Deep inside the black and winding mazes |
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I'm running from my ghouls |
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My own thoughts are replaced by |
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The hidden faces deep from my soul |
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Longing to see time rolling by |
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To ease the thoughts of regret |
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My bad conscience tears me apart |
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How will I ever forget? |
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Dark recollections gnaw my inside |
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I've tried to run and I've tried to hide |
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Reaching the barrow of my memories |
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To lay the final stone upon the grave |
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Searching inner kingdoms for control |
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To put the lid of oblivion upon the grave of guilt |
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As I look into the mirror |
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I do not see my face |
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Two lying hollow eyes is staring back |
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With the look of shame and disgrace |
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My past is darkening my future |
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As my present dies |
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Every morning is a step towards |
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The edge of my soul's demise |
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Dark recollections gnaw my inside |
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I've tried to run and I've tried to hide |
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Reaching the barrow of my memories |
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To lay the final stone upon the grave |
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Searching inner kingdoms for control |
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To put the lid of oblivion upon the grave of guilt |
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Yesterday's demon's like a plague to my mind |
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That never seems to cure |
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Imprisoning me to what I left behind |
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Letting my conscience unchain no more |
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Dark recollections gnaw my inside |
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I've tried to run and I've tried to hide |
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Reaching the barrow of my memories |
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To lay the final stone upon the grave |
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Searching inner kingdoms for control |
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To put the lid of oblivion upon the grave of guilt |