The walls are closing in, can you feel it now?
A shadow’s creeping in, no escape somehow,
A haunting presence, lurking in the dark,
It whispers your name, leaving its mark.
The chill on your skin, a shiver in your soul,
The room’s getting smaller, losing control,
You’re bound by the chains of your darkest sin,
Now it begins, it’s pulling you in.
230
In the devil’s grip, you’re never free,
Trapped in the dark, no way to see,
The flames are rising, your skin starts to burn,
In the devil’s grip, you’ll never return.
144
A shadow’s creeping in, no escape somehow,
A haunting presence, lurking in the dark,
It whispers your name, leaving its mark.
The chill on your skin, a shiver in your soul,
The room’s getting smaller, losing control,
You’re bound by the chains of your darkest sin,
Now it begins, it’s pulling you in.
230
In the devil’s grip, you’re never free,
Trapped in the dark, no way to see,
The flames are rising, your skin starts to burn,
In the devil’s grip, you’ll never return.
144