I walked into the room of shadows And closed the door behind me
Silent walls remind me of my faults Bleeding paintings of holy colours Burnt letters and ghosts from the past Floating through the heavy air With the ghosts I left behind Like the ashes I left behind
From the cradle of this life I bleed upon your holiness The ones I left behind
My heart, withered with time, dead from all this emptiness The dark I came to find
Blind is the mirror that reflects this art From poisoned daggers and lies it's been forged To carry the weight of devil's wings Is less than what I carry inside
When everything vanishes around you And slowly slips through your fingers And all you have left is pain Would you do it again?
Alone in this empty room of shadows Alone, filled with memories of nothing Would you do it again? And remain the same?