I've almost had enough Can our dreams carry on? Under stress from a failed plan Shattered mirror reflects the cross I do not fear the act of death Only to be forced away Within these walls, the scent of ruin Through the barren halls feeds the beast Exhaling breath, the fragrance of rot A taker of souls, she ravages death with passion Here you reside in this frail house Beneath the squalor and the filth I will not feign my hate for you, for you Within these walls, the scent of ruin Through the barren halls feeds the beast Exhaling breath, the fragrance of rot A taker of souls, she ravages death with passion This time tomorrow Our story will be no more Undeserving of this night Overstep where starlight shines Undeserving of your life Passing through the clearing blind Within these walls, the scent of ruin Through the barren halls feeds the beast Exhaling breath, the fragrance of rot A taker of souls, she ravages death with passion