The barren hall echoes
When my heavy feet falls
Knuckles stained white
From the dust on the walls
Silence was never louder
Than this endless void
Not a single strain of light
Running through the darkness
Only clouds of dirt
Swept up by my wake
My veins run green and blue
Below my battered skin
My limbs are black and blue
From my endless abuse
The misuse of power
Over my clueless ghost