Torch light illuminates the chamber.    
The porcelain dungeon...    
      
Lost in darkness.    
Room keeps spinning...    
      
Tearing wakeful memories,    
I awaken from a restless sleep...    
      
In the dungeon there is still creeping    
      
Like piercing eyes watching...    
I feel their gaze    
      
Like wandering spirits voices...    
I hear them whispering    
      
Silent like they're listening...    
But I am now alone.