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