I lay in the darkest room,
   The door is locked, at chains I grasp...
   The chill runs through my bones
   In panic I grief. Oh please help me die...
  
   The walls close in on my existence
  
   Unreal illusions re-appear
   Darkness increases still...
   Frozen illusion
  
   I lay in the darkest room
   As images appear once more...
   The chill runs through my bones
   My body is stiff as my soul departs the earth.