Compa**ion has its limits Vermin clamor below me Absurdity of it all For there will be no redemption Overwhelming, suffocating, overwhelming, suffocating I dream of black drapes. Swaying with the wind An inferno burns, below them In the distance a muffled wail A procession, slowly enters Holds the key, to our salvation Cleanse this, filth From the, soil The drapes, sway The inferno, rages on My last words Will be my first