A blackened door
Of ancient wood
Skeletal trees obscure the sky
I hold the key
Yet I remain
Locked away, imprisoned by choice
A world of rot
And bloodstained bricks
You dance upon the broken glass
A dying soul
Screams for release
Through the walls I hear your voice
Castles burn
And wood decays
All I have, it falls away
My world crumbles
Powerless
I'm lost in your emptiness
Life loses all meaning
A slow suicide