It's hard to see the sun go down
Watching out through covered windows
It's hard to hear the slightest sound
behind these padded walls
this is freedom inside my prison
sanctuary for my sanity
locked up in sole confinement
at last I'm free
As the old one sleeps below
dorment through generations
Every night you wake up screaming
Grandfather
Dead but dreaming
You hear me calling out
Obviously - you fear me
Every night I wake up screaming
It's me
Dead but dreaming
It's not hard to steal your mind
reaching out from ancient ruinz
it's not hard to hear your thoughts
within my rotting tomb
It's not hard to end your life
using my tentacles
Locked up in sole confinement
until I'm free
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