The air is close
The dark is closer
Windows shut out the light
What bleeds through illuminates nothing
I don't know how long it’s been
Time passes by and pays me no mind
My bones are crawling inside my flesh
I'm made of snakes that hate the sun
Extend your hand
I won't take it
Extend your hand
I will cut it off
The world seeps in through the cracks
As distant laughter
A spreading plague of joyful corpses
Warmth, wealth and love lay outside these walls
I am all I need alone with my enemy
Endless isolation ritual