Swallet Hole

Ashes fill my burning heart – depravity tears me apart
Black dust shadows of fear – who am I and why am I here
Lost inside some prison cell - solitude is my private hell
Anger fear and pain arise - the windows are my hollow eyes

Pulled down to this gloomy ground – in this moore there is no sound
Black moss a swamp of fear – who am I and why am I here
Lost inside to where I fell - solitude is my private hell
Fog and fear and rain arise - born of death is my demise