In torture chamber, a prisoner lies,
A wicked tyrant, weaving endless lies.
Death keeps approaching, a shadow unseen,
An entire clan mourns, their hearts torn between.

Seas are boiling, my heart starts to melt,
Dust fills the air as a cold wind is felt.
A lone wolf at night, in the dark, it fights,
While my body shreds, in an endless nights.

Cries of a thousand souls reside in me,
No one hears, but they scream endlessly.
The pain that we share, the weight that I hold,
Shushing people with stories untold.

I am them, and they are all inside me,
Bound by the torment, forever we'll be.
I made a cure, a poison I consume,
Ending our pain and rest in frozen room.

A body of thorns, a soul so torn,
consumed by silence, in night reborn.
A melting heart, a fading art,
A tower bombarded apart