Worshipper Black Corridor
Calling out, can you hear me?
No one's there to listen when you call
Hanging on for an answer
Swallowed by the silence of the sound
What's that you say?
There's no one here to help you
As you go down
The black corridor
The black corridor
Hand sweating, blood letting
No one's there to help you when you fall
Knees shaking, teeth breaking
Blinded by the darkness that surrounds
What's that you say?
There's no one here to help you
As you go down
The black corridor
The black corridor
Black corridor
Black corridor
Black corridor
Black corridor
