In the gloom where the shadows dance, All my demons in their dark romance, A silent waltz in the edge of light, A chilling touch of the endless night. Walls of glass in this spectral cage, Reflect each thought; ignite my rage. Do you see me, or just your scorn? In this world, I feel stillborn. Emerging through this hollow despair, Nail by nail, yearning for air. Yet, what's freedom without a care? Just another cell, in the world's icy glare. [outro][end]
