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A place to hide, a room that never ends
The windows are locked up at the inside
There's no way out, there are paintings at the walls
Their faces are watching me, is it me
I don't know
I ain't got the strength, to feel
I don't know going on
The walls they're getting closer
The candles are burning out
I can see a shade at the end of the room
I don't know
I ain't got the strength, to feel
Don't know what's going on
The walls they're getting closer
The candles are burning out
I can see a shade at the end of the room
Silver knifes
Shining in the moonlight
It's pointing at me, surrounded with a cloud
Is it a dream, or is it real
Silver knifes
Shining in the moonlight
What's going on, the walls they're getting closer
What's going on, the candles are burning out
Silver knifes
Shining in the moonlight