I dwell in the depths below the moon Brought low through the aeons call Existing since the advent of the fall Vile apathy and hate ushered in ruin A myriad of voices, ceaseless they accuse The charges unfurled and read, trial ensues Every crime committed, every grave misdeed Recounted in relish by an infernal accuser Every crime committed, every grave misdeed Recounted in relish by an infernal accuser In this cell I languish, my mind is despoiled Serpents slither through the bars, malevolence coiled Freedom at the zenith point, dreams all now foiled My heart now iniquity-clad, purity fully soiled Sanity untwisting through the flickering light To lift my hands of iron shackles No comfort found in an abominable place No comfort found in the embodiment of disgrace Clinging to my fading faculties Enervated body, nothing left to stand and fight Let me out, let me out Of my mind's own abyss Gloom upon gloom cast on as a cloak Nothing to feed my consciousness Wake to nightmares, sleep to torment I ache for serenity In this cell I languish, my mind is despoiled Serpents slither through the bars, malevolence coiled Freedom at the zenith point, dreams all now foiled My heart now iniquity-clad, purity fully soiled Sanity untwisting through the flickering light To lift my hands of iron shackles No comfort found in an abominable place No comfort found in the embodiment of disgrace Clinging to my fading faculties Enervated body, nothing left to stand and fight This is my lot, this is my warning to all Do not slip below the nadir, below the bottom There is no coming back There is no… Coming back
