Chained to this chair, I can no longer feel
Wounds to deep, there's no chance they can heal
Intoxicated with fear
I'm blindfolded but still I see clear
One question stands out, I'm bursting with doubt
Left here alone, my companions far-gone
Anxiety tries to seduce and obscure me
What am I doing here, can anyone tell me?
I decide what's the truth, and what's a lie
I promise to hear you when you cry
When was the last time you really looked at the sky
This is your last chance to think before you die
Where am I? I call out, but nothing sounds
Point of no return, it's too late for me now
I try to scream out so loud
But the only voice is my seed of doubt
Trapped in this house, for forever it seems
And desperate times call for desperate means
No-one but me and my impurity
The light at the end flows away from me
Voices call from inside of my skin
Is this real life, or am I already dead?
"Your only chance is to repent your sins
From now and till then I control your head"
I decide what's the truth, and what's a lie
I promise to hear you when you cry
When was the last time you really looked at the sky
This is your last chance to think before you die