Roaming the halls of the wasteland Watching the mindless bodies decay This place is a prison With only one way to escape Disintegration of the mind Surge of anxiety Cannot compute mental decomposing Raging dementia apprehending sanity False awakenings endlessly compromising Purged and forgotten Soaked in disdain Mass psychosis drawing near Frayed and ashamed Paralyzed in decrepit skin Soiled by the stains in which they make Let death grip them with destiny Do not make haste to resuscitate Bastardized in a shell they wait For animalized intervention Protect not from afterlife Eternal sleep thou shall create Roaming the halls of the wasteland Watching the mindless bodies decay Wandering adrift to the mind's dismay This place is a prison With only one way to escape Age lest bestow salvation on the soul On your knees praying at the death bed of a kindred spirit Eternally they must not sleep Futile request Portrait less walls availing to sorrow and agony Casually cast away Embellished by the apparatus life is blossoming Potions drip into the vein A vain attempt to wash soiled hands clean