a lonely room that houses
a lonely chair that holds
a lonely man that hasn't
risen in days finds the strength to say
these walls have ears!
these walls have ears!
old man, you have no idea!
press that little life to your heart
continue to pray the pain away
your whispers leave traces
it's all that you have left
there will be no second night!
now, close those simple eyes
and burn! my god!
old man, you have no idea