Claustrophobia

No Rest For The Astronauts

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The walls are closing in
And the time I've spent
In this cold room doesn't come to an end

Sealed in my own cocoon
Caged in my own mind
Afraid to die
Tension go high

Exposed at unreleased demons
Holded by their cold arms
Hugged by their overwordly bodies
And necromantic eyes

What have I become?
This Being without light
All my thoughts were ripped away
And my mind was teared apart
In this narrow hole that I've made
Where the walls are squeezing my heart

All my thoughts were ripped away
And my mind was teared apart
In this narrow hole that I've made
Where the walls are squeezing my heart