Where the light never shone
You smell the scents of fear and dread
Only horror prevails in your tomb of decency
Debris of death carved with pain
Sadistic desires that burst outward
Clouds of black ink hurl sorrows of wrath
How much desolation cries out within you
Sinister homicidal hands
Tear faces in the faint light
Distant voices murmur names
Of those fallen into perdition
Close the curtains of your insomnia
And let someone reach the distance
You're buried inside
In those still sleepless tombs
Where the light never shone
Clouds of black ink hurl sorrows of wrath
How much desolation your insides cry out