Break of morning, a crimson light
Putting whispers into my mind
I know I'm free, but in between
Why my body quivers as if in a dream
Start to wander, this world is dead
A drop of fear begins to spread
A painted shadow disturbs the land
A white appearance on pale sand
Starts to whisper in my ears
I can feel the cold tendrils of light
Binding me and pulling me inside
I can't breathe, the terror's so intense
Banes are little charcoals, brimstone in my veins
Wander wavelengths of tremendous pain
Breaking my desire, breaking my disgrace