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In This World Where Fingers Bleed
As They're Scraped Against The Rock Wall
Puddles Of Blood Emerging From A Dark Room

The Walls Are Breaking Down
Staircases Seeming To Fall Apart
This Liquid Reaching Your White Shoes

Steps Taken Forward Towards The Room
A Locked Door Stopping You On Your Path
One Touch To Break It Down

Collapsed Hand Railings Crying For You
The Echoed Silence Swarming All Around You
Footsteps You Heard, You Feared They Are Your Own

A Silent Scream From Beyond
The Harsh Whispers Of Wind
Flashes Of Light Engraving A Shadow

Gliding Through The Currents Of Blood
Bodies Lying To Your Face
Nailed To The Wall, Exposed.

Thorns Slipping Around Your Throat
Gasping For Air, As Others Have Done
A Stance Of Submission

Walking To The Lonesome Pillar In The Middle Of The Room
Knowing That This Is The Place Where You Stay
Hands Tracing Up The Cold Stone

Thrown Against The Rigid Surface
Chained Around To Your Heart
Cries Out For Desperation

No Way To Escape The Pillar In The Center
I Choose To Stay Here
I Was The One He Would Call Special.