now I'm lying down on this killing floor whose behind the door the midnight shadows they are heavy leaning at my hollow shoulder I grow colder those ? time look at my hollow shoulder screams out I'm growing colder everlasting wonder wasting my time or wasting my mind wanna be ? now I must raise stop hiding my face sit up and glid across the border of picturesque disorder I'm prepared, fortified my time has quite arrived to enter the dark labyrenth and leave the ever glowing ? here I come start to run
