The ruins shall bear witness to what I've become Damned 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 colors, and illusions that bleed The threads are all wearing thin But still 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 innocence went with the tide Served the agents of decay Now watch impurity wash away