Desolate

Awoke in a chamber of silence I found myself,
Sombre shades painted terror on the wall of the recess,
Insane pattern appeared before my tired eyes,
„It won't leave me alone", I soon realized.
My terror-painted dungeon had no kind of doorway,
But, what madness had forced me to this place?
The shrivelling of my prison grabbed my attention,
As it was getting closer, I sank into nervous tention.

Awoke in a chamber of silence I find myself,
Bright walls and purity featured this secluded recess.
Despite that darkness disappeared, I still have misgivings:
This dungeon of mine is real and yonder was a dream!
Certainty of separation detains my sober-mind,
Temptation to escape makes my senses mad and blind,
My fierce brain suffers from the sound of humming
Within my shuddering soul the voice keeps saying:

„You have lost your faith
Your trust and freedom
You have lost your faith
You are desolate"

Adrenalin in my veins poisons my twisted brain,
I cannot broaden the bounds of my detention
My fierce brain suffers from the sound of humming
Within my shuddering soul the voice keeps haunting

Awoke in a chamber of silence I find myself,
Bright walls and purity featured this secluded recess.
Despite that darkness disappeared, I still have misgivings:
This dungeon of mine is real and yonder was a dream!
Certainty of separation detains my sober-mind,
Temptation to escape makes my senses mad and blind,
My fierce brain suffers from the sound of humming
Within my shuddering soul the voice keeps saying:

„You have lost your faith
Your trust and freedom
You have lost your faith
You are desolate"

It seemed unlikely, what I had felt
The sounds of present calls me Desolate