There is an echo in my chamber,

An echo deep within,

The tainted hollows of my soul,

From all the evil I’ve let in.

The echo starts to haunt me,

It pulses harder still,

The silent throbbing of my deeds,

Are breaking out against my will.

Its unending pulse is maddening,

As it echoes through my heart

And as it ripples through my skin,

My bound secrets begin to part.

This slowly pounding misery,

Is more then I can bear.

I feel the weakened life in me,

Ebb and disappear.

And as I hover at the brink of life

I hear an echo deep within,

As the evil sunken in my soul,

Ripples out my skin.