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The ghost in the attic has locked all the doors

There's no where to go but the hole in the floor

I grope for an anchor, reach out for support

But the weight of the walls has me down on all fours

The clocks are all frozen, the air's dead and cold

The floor boards are pealing away at the hole

The pressures collapses my lungs into coal

When you behold the void it stares into your soul

Into the void, into the never again to be seen in this inverted heaven

Out of the noise into silence forever

You fall through the nothing, your senses are severed (WAKE UP)