Pandora's Lyre / Monotone Room

These four white walls Consume my thoughts Into nothingness and fog Where they think I belong These four white walls Act as a maze When they're pale and dead Like the cells in my brain Or my head in the haze These four white walls Evil retained Bleeds black stains From the cracks in the chest These four white walls Chaos unleashed Now I can't find The hope that remained These four black walls Unknown the grudge they hold Still keep me confined To the emptiness and cold And my mouth spells: "I'm fine" And yet among these four walls Confined is too strong a word Because I'm in pain But I love the blood I shed Because I know my shadow, And I love the color of the shade