I lay in the darkest room, 
The door is locked, at chains I grasp... 
The chill runs through my bones 
In panic I grief. Oh please help me die... 

The walls close in on my existence 

Unreal illusions re-appear 
Darkness increases still... 
Frozen illusion 

I lay in the darkest room 
As images appear once more... 
The chill runs through my bones 
My body is stiff as my soul departs the earth.