I know where you are
I feel your scent
I see your footprints
In the hallway I see
The shape of your body running
Trying to hide, looking for protection
Your room becomes a refuge
In your eyes I see your sentence
I am who keeps you alive
But now I need to take you
Your world locked in that room
Your mistakes are endless
Digging your own grave, is the end of the line
No traces, no pain, no blood
