Impeccable Caverns of Satan

Know your enemy!

I have no pulse and I will never cease

Pour yourself the blindest of stupors

Unsee the ones that died where you're now trapped

Mistaking evil for a wretched life

You demonize yourself

Your maze, your fate should you ever stumble out

Maced in the impeccable caverns of Satan

What is the inner nature

Of someone forest-scared?

No reflections from my hilltop lookout

As I have simply turned my back and left

But the road there can be ugly

You want to try an honest inner drive

In a way, we are all criminals

Roaming hallways full of empty gestures

Mistaking evil for a wretched life

You demonize yourself

Your maze is your fate, only walls to be found

And maced by the impeccable caverns of Satan