This place like hell where you belong 
nation of leeches, kingdom made of thorns 
civil war inside your head is starting 
to breed and reform it's own identity 

Here you have no name so death can't find you, 
define you and hope to be resurrected 
back to life is gone forever 

And the black wearing out your soul 
is the black haunting 
you in echoes 

The gaze like death what you 
behold greyscale reflection, perfection so 
cold flawless shell of man is starting to break and l 
eave the inside for demons to take 

Here you have no name so death can't find you, 
define you and hope to be resurrected 
back to life is gone forever 

And the black wearing out your soul 
is the black haunting 
you in echoes