I built these walls with stones of could have been
A monument to every hidden sin
The ceiling's made of words I never said
The floor is cold, the ghosts are well-fed
Every hallway leads back to the start
To the blueprint of a broken heart

Do you see the towers?
Do you see the dust?
Everything we built
Turned to salt and rust

It's a cathedral of ghosts
A temple of bone
I'm the king of a kingdom
Where I'm always alone

The architecture
Of everything I lost