The ruins shall bear witness to what I've become  Dammed by the riddles of shame  Now they lower me down into the mouth of flames    The disease now lives again  So, the thorn has grown since then  Animation of disgrace  From the years when I had a face    Long lost pictures come to life once more  The sewers of yesterday spreads its breath into this dream  The smell of dying colours, and illusions that bleed    The threads are all wearing thin  But stil they let no sunshine in  Desolation comes alone  As the skin falls from our bones    Oblivion lies safe within these hands  A hangman shadow resting upon my back  Imprisonment - A godly state of being  Where time is merely a word existing in past tense  Feed the hole and welcome to my wound  Down the void of perception a shallow vision streams  Reality brings deception and dust of past dreams    The witness of my ruin came to follow me  The riddles soon perished in shame  As they lowered him down into the mouth of flames    The hunger claws inside  My innocense went wth the tide  Served the agents of decay  Now watch impurity wash away