There's something in my veins
That brought me to this place
I was dragged here by no force
But strong is now the remorse
From the seventh I look down and see
The end of those worse than me
I was promised a quick and full return
To the outside world
A shut window at the first
Means the illness has taken its course
Light is denied down there by a grove
Makes me feel safe to be so far above
Inside my room
Light stands as the only cure
All over spread
From this sickness to my bed
Inside my room
A slight shade has introduced
A change in what I see
No more clouds, but the top of the trees
Descending
I'm descending
To darker rooms
I'm descending
Why are you moving me?
Seven times you lied and tricked
Elsewhere higher I should be
A cage made of white dressed men
There's no escape from this deep den
My legs fails me, I can't run
Giant branches have cut the sun
Inside this room
I face the ending of my strife
An unseen hand
Has closed the curtains
On life
