I lay in the darkest room,

The door is locked, at chains I grasp...

The chill runs through my bones

In panic I grief. Oh please help me die...

The walls close in on my existence

Unreal illusions re-appear

Darkness increases still...

Frozen illusion

I lay in the darkest room

As images appear once more...

The chill runs through my bones

My body is stiff as my soul departs the earth.