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What darkness does... holding me back, stitching my lips, silencing me

Some of my wounds are fucking deep and they paralyse me

I try to find the words, but they escape me

I disappear, no one sees me

I am a ghost, a mute orphan, an unrecalled ghost

In this light-flooded room I cannot recognize a face

Half-heard whispers and moans, beneath the din of my noisiest thoughts

(What darkness does...) it grips me like a vice and now I'm paralysed

Dozens of serpents

Wrapped around my neck

I don't belong

In this light-flooded room

Half-heard whispers and moans

Beneath the din of my darkest thoughts

Consigned to oblivion

The hideousness can't fade

I am stuck here

So fucking scared