Through your mansion of fear down your hallway of pain you're living the life of the sick and insane. I don't want to be another useless memory holding you tight or another ghost that passes through and vanishes into the night. I'd rather feel the hurt inside then know the emptiness your heart must hide. But you travel by night and hide in fear sealing your heart to all that is near. Now your left alone with the cold walls you embrace leaving you with your weak lies in your dark and lonely place.