The Pit

Sin

Makes one believe

There is something or nothing

Worth holding on

Keep on going

Mistakes are like illusions

Masters and pawns

Seeing leaving aching

Torn, a-part

How long has it been

Bleeding heart

Torn apart

Ivory tower

Mile up high

The halls are empty

No wind anywhere

No way to reach grey heavens

When drowning and burning

Lost in heaven

Every thing leaving

Every one seeing