Prisoner in the Night
Bong Coffin
The grey-black clouds
Before my eyes
Hopeless lands
Stretch infinite
Like mountains risen
From the dark
Reaches out
And drowns me
There is no escape
From my own mind
There is no respite
From this prison
Of my own design
Made of all
The mistakes I carry
Brick by brick
Open my eyes
Surrounded by tomes
Forbidden texts
A dark library
An endless screed
Hewn in the stone
All failures
Before me
There is no escape
From my own mind
There is no respite
From this prison
Of my own design
Made of all
The mistakes I carry
Brick by brick
Built from hatred
Loathing and despair
Locked deep inside
The way is lost
The way is lost
The way is lost
