Glance through her eyes; the expressway into her soul,
And you can see all those she left behind,
Endless darkness in this abyss the agenda,
Defiant shadows in the corners of her dark twisted mind...
Like cobwebs that drape down from the shattered window,
Something evil had brought them all here,
Walking along the causeway of the doomed,
Bringing the nightmare of all of her childhood fears...
Destined to be the entanglement that infringes on the living,
The labyrinth here so bone-chilling cold,
Cryogenically frozen, a moment in time,
Where your soul is abused and tragically sold...
Her heart manifests the embodiment of the dead,
The imagery of all those she scorned,
Blissfully they move in the darkness of the mind,
Leaving the imprint of shadows of those who all mourned...
They came not for the illusion of idolization,
Once they have entered, there is no way to leave,
Even the darkest of intentions will not save them now,
Destined only to the path of those who believed...
Cast out the suspicions and never look back,
All those who have passed just a matter of fate,
The soul of the darkness will lead you astray,
A marriage of dead spirits but for us far too late...
Succumb to the crucible of a world without light,
It is the souls of the dead the spirits devour,
Glance through her eyes; the expressway into her soul,
Screams in the night announce her darkest hour...
Listen to the voices and you can hear it in their tone,
This is not the place you would ever want to be,
Where in the labyrinth of this cold darkened hell,
No one will hear your last and final pleas...
