In the hall of thorns i stand
a world built upon fear
a labyrinth of stone and flesh

as the rain falls, i look up att the sky
but it isn\’t rain that falls
and there is no sky
there\’s only you up there

you- are the only thing i fear
you- are the one i hate

dreams every night,
like a memory i cannot place
i seek new places in here
but there\’s no place where i can hide from them, from you

you- are the only thing i fear
you- are the one i hate

there is nothing out there
just silent night,
and that is everything i\’ll ever be