Lying within a wooden chamber,
Suspended within stale air...
No pulse, no light...
No hope...
Decaying remains left to rest,
Only to be tortured by its own face...
Suspended within stale air...
No pulse, no light...
No hope...
Decaying remains left to rest,
Only to be tortured by its own face...
This face is my own...
A pale reminder, staring back at me...
No escape, no control...
Eternity shall be spent like this.
Beneath Silent Faces
My corpse weeps quietly.
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