Locked up from the inside It won’t be here for long No one can close the doors in What will soon be bone No one can come before it No one at all The strings that tied the end in Let it in, you’ll see it when it comes around The vision bends around you There’s no vision at all Looks like some grim smoke That’s all I need to know No one can come before it No one at all The strings that tied the end in Let it in, you’ll see it when it comes around No vision on the inside No vision at all