Now I stand at the edge Of this open grave And it stares at me In silence to announce it's not my time Yet, But for the enemy Who dwells in me. I feel how the abyss Stares back. Now I stand at the edge Of this open grave In silence to announce it's not my time Yet, But for the enemy Who dwells in me. I feel how the abyss Stares back. Light never falls Into these walls. Bars forged In skin and blood. Condemned to have to look at the ground In this Hell I'm trapped. In this burning white light. I shall open my veins wide To impregnate these sick walls. To corrode the stones And let my soul go straight Go straight to burn in the sun.