It seems as if I have been met with a terrible fate, to say the least.
I have opened up a chamber that led to a hideous beast.
As my heart rate began to increase,
I could hear the echoing screams; the souls of the deceased.
I pick up the pace, beads of sweat drip down my face.
I would've won that fucking race, ....until the beast put me back in my place.
I'm chained here for eternity now, as a slave, to this devil of mine.
I try everyday to warm his heart, though, he will always decline.
And as much as I'd like to say, I'll be just fine
...because then I'd just be lyin'.