Ominous silence of the impending doom, walls came alive and they narrow to crush me. Feels like I stuck in some neglected, lightless, musty room. There's no way out so I guess, it's time for...
Meeting face to face with death, in the confined space without a single molecule of air And I'm ready to suffocate. Meeting face to face With an old and unwelcome mate, The devil's here and he whispers in my ear: get ready to suffocate.
Time to be torn apart, time to get crushed. I'm facing my worst nightmare and I won't be wake again.