Texty: Ignominious Incarceration. Solitude.

Alone, so alone never have I been on my own
The only friend that I have left is the sound of my own hollow voice

Cold, cold bitterness
Bitter thoughts dominate my head, confined to this cold solitude
Wasted lives wasted times
Hopeless truly hopless times

Trapped in a world of my own despair
This weight I carry is too much to bear

Nothing to live for, nothing to breathe
Nothing left to love
Confined to my cold solitude, never have I been so alone
Trapped in my eternal, my enternal winter tomb

Home, this realm that I call home
This place will soon become my tomb
A thousand nights seemed to have passed
My endurance wearing thin, I dare to think how much more I'll last

Trapped in a world of my own despair
This weight I carry is too much to bear