Beyond the colour of the vacant void I see those turgid lies in soft pale lines And secrets twirling in those eyes A shade of madness, bound in canvas Caught in between those bones like twisted coils There is a thing that screams inside of me Of old and haunting happenings A call to arms, let sleeping demons rise Inside the marble walls Fear of a monster somewhere inside Fear of a twisted beast set free Fear of a monster breaking the binds Within a stranger part of me