Not a single indication
Not even as they told you or as it seems to be
Anti-clockwise, the arrows move towards your eyes
How prude your virgin eyes! Disguised
The guilt which starts a fire palpitates and screams
The lure which feeds the fire invigorates a beam of light cold as ice
Sharp as knife, hot as blood
Some things are best left unexplained
Some things are best left cold as ice
Sharp as a knife, hot as blood
It is now or never, then never shall it be
In the corner of this room, where all your fears and horror began
Strange voices are coming near, will eat you alive, will drive you insane
Not a single indication
Not even as they told you or as it may seem
Some things are best left unexplained
Some things are secrets and better be left untouched
Some things are secrets and better be left untouched and unrevealed
Some things are secrets and better be left
Some things are secrets
Some things are secrets
Some things are secrets
Eternally!
It is now or never, then never shall it be
