This neglected room Is not new to me portrait of my memories collected in a wooden frame
The patterns of my life Are flowing through my eyes Defenceless and confused I'm forced upon this view
There is no progress I'm not going forward Whenever I reach the exit door I return where I was before
Hypnotized by the sound Of endless moving steps I keep my unconscious walk Trapped in an invisible net
I'm oppressed by anxiety Please let me out of here My will is slowly fading My madness is unvailing
I crossed the murder line I'm mazed in my own sins There will be no forgiveness For what I have long denied
I crossed the murder line I'm mazed in my own sins There will be no forgiveness For what I've long denied A distant gloomy light Unreachable handhold Is losing up its might While I'm stuck in my self created world