Walking through the gates, closing slowly behind you.
Nowhere else but forward, you start; navigating through.
Thrashing senselessly, losing the path behind
...Flailing blindly, through the Maze of Your Mind.
Beware of dead ends, the shadows deep within.
Reflecting your nightmares, the horrible sins.
Inner phantoms appear, their claws, they bind.
Trapping you now, within the Maze of Your Mind
...Finger scratching, claws ripping;
Flesh searing, blooding churning.
Feel the pain of your own kind.
Your own fiends, in the Maze of Your Mind.