1
Right after the
Wick exposed to
High temperatures
Of feeling,

Flickered on
Shadows of
Death standing
From sitting.

These figures
Thru yonder,
Approach in
A dark room

As iron doors
Are heard,
Banging behind
You aloud!

( chorus )
No light breaks!
Hell is this dark room.
I can’t see anything
And I’m looking around.

No light breaks!
Hell Is this dark room.
Well composed is now
Heard screaming aloud!

2
If you are
Seeing these
Haunting spirits
In front of you

Whispering,
Their air
Blows out
Your faint light.

And now the
Loud two ...