I'm locked inside a trial
A sentence on every aisle
Dirty fingers point at me
Pretty lies, I can't break free

Touching walls, one by one
Pitch black, before I'm done

Cold, cracked, cloudy box
Living stone, not a rock
Frozen clay, twisted road
All the stories, I still hold

Touching walls, one by one
To faint glow, my feet run

I come across a dying light
Deep indigo, moonless night
I stop, I cry, I breathe again
Is it a maze or just a plain?

Touching walls, one by one
Curly indigo, I'm still not done

Blurred vision, paths weave
Through illusion, I perceive
Soft indigo on muddy pebbles
Now I see all my devils

Touching walls, one by one
Indigo flowers, almost done

I feel the noise break apart
I keep going with my heart
The path spirals, the path turns
Indigo eye, slowly burns

I hear a voice inside the blaze
There is no wall
There is no maze

Fingers crumble, one by one
Sixth indigo, dusk undone