Walking here among these shadows I am snatched backwards as though invisible arms have been there inside of here awaiting my very own arrival,
And torn I am to just turn right straight around and run out of here
But I am caught here inside of this silent shadow and in-between that gap he is there,
And he snaps each one of these strings of mine and jack hammered, I am now dissolved inside of a liquid substance for him to always be able to become of.