In the abyss I feel a mist
Cool air slips on my fingertips
An endless hall of shrouded doors
And amidst of all I’m only yours
Oh what do you have in store for me
There is no air for me to breath
For each inhale a symphony
Followed by a hollow scream
So guide me through these empty halls
And winding stairs above them all
For each new challenge, another door
And amidst of all, I’m only yours