Narrow Cold - Mortal Shelf Lyrics

In the eyes of despair
I see my figure in the air
It stands upside down
Above crowded ghost town

My emptiness pulls me down
The same one I should shoun
I am now in the primeval abyss
To feel the devils' kiss

My hands are tied
My soul is open wide
I see faces that cried
On the day I died

My hands are tied
My soul is open wide
I see faces that cried
On the day I died

My hands are tied
My soul is open wide
I see faces that cried
On the day I died

Wrapped in chains
Painful strains
Soot inhalation
Endless frustration

Black hole on my chest
Inside me empty nest
They took my treasure
For their sick pleasure

Narrow cold around me
Now I want to be free
But I am alone
With a bitter taste in my soul

I close my sleepy eyes
I imagine blithe skies
One more thought before I disappear
So I have nothing to fear

Nothing to fear

My hands are tied
My soul is open wide
I see faces that cried
On the day I died

My hands are tied
My soul is open wide
I see faces that cried
On the day I

My time has passed
Don't do what they asked
Respect yourself
Don't be piece on their mortal shelf