Here I sit alone
In a temple made of stone
You're feeding my mind
But I won't let you in
My world has changed
From an insight into a dream, oh
Its a matter of speaking
But my thoughts become frozen in time
Remember my forgotten past
But I'm the last of my kind, last of my kind
Here I sit alone
In a temple made of stone
Face to face Im here to dwell
I take myself out of this Hell
Out of this Hell
I would pay whatever
To make things right, to make things right
But it's only a few words to say
But I'm driven by the demons inside
Chronic depression
Grabs hold of me, grabs hold of me
But I won't let these demons win
I will set myself free, myself free
Here I sit alone
In a temple made of stone
Face to face Im here to dwell
I take myself out of this Hell
Out of this Hell
Here I sit alone, here I sit alone
In a temple made of stone, made of stone
Face to face Im here to dwell
I take myself out of this Hell
I said
Here I sit alone
In a temple made of stone
Face to face Im here to dwell
I take myself out of this Hell
Out of this Hell
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