There's nothing on the naked walls Locked in quiet room Except of chair nothing at all Locked in quiet room I can not take a step It's full of traps That may blow up and hurt you without a physical attack
One face for the captive and the judge Locked in quiet room Visions you see,but can not touch Locked in quiet room
I'm here again tonight,though i don't really want to Like a butcher comes to place where he did his special murder Feeling foretaste in the belly Sitting with the folded hands In a solitary journey to the makings of a good plan
There's nothing like a door or window in the corner Lights are gone till the morning I'm sure There's nothing like a door or window in the corner Lights are gone till the morning I'm sure
I came across the silence, let you win I need unfamiliar ways in order to begin Well, i came across the time,back in line that will lead to yo