The same shapes and shadows
Which in the dark, seem to grow,
The same empty bottomless pit
In which for hours alone you sit,
The same thoughts swirl around and around,
Inside an empty void there's no solid ground.

You hug your knees to your chest,
Close your eyes for some rest,
Your thoughts come back to plague you,
In you void there's nothing you can do.

The same whispers and voices you're hearing,
But it's the flashes of visions you're fearing,
The same secret and dirty lie,
That have bound you here, and make you cry,
The same wails you utter again and again,
This is the start though, your void equals pain.

You hug your knees to your chest,
Close your eyes for some rest,
Your thoughts come back to plague you,
In you void there's nothing you can do.