Trapped in a hellstorm
Inside a torture chamber
Trying to extinguish
All the burning embers
Wax melts under
The candles burning flame
Dripping, hitting the ground
Like molten rain
Spin the chamber
I'm punching through the walls
Pull the trigger
Everyone's standing while I fall
And we all will drop dead
Pushing up daisies and the worms will be fed
And we all will drop dead
The rats will build nests inside of our empty heads