Monsters devouring me yet I call them masters
My purpose is clouded by static noise
By gentle sounds of night my fantasy shatters
Insanity's grasp or simply a choice
The silence when present just echoes my fear
Delusional figures so far or so near
Around me I see only walls of seclusion
The answer is there to be found but by whom
My messengers offer their thoughts of solution
Instead of redemption, they leave me to drown
The silence when present just echoes my fear
Delusional figures so far or so near
The silence when present just echoes my fear
Delusional figures so far or so near