Locked up from the inside
It won’t be here for long
No one can close the doors in
What will soon be bone
No one can come before it
No one at all
The strings that tied the end in
Let it in, you’ll see it when it comes around
The vision bends around you
There’s no vision at all
Looks like some grim smoke
That’s all I need to know
No one can come before it
No one at all
The strings that tied the end in
Let it in, you’ll see it when it comes around
No vision on the inside
No vision at all
