In the hall you walk down.
Testing doors--which knob to turn?
Uncertainty is your guide.
In darkened light am I inside?
And I will wait
I will wait until the end (x2).
Room to room you pass by.
Knocking when the time is right.
I hope to find you inside.
My blackened soul needs your light.
Twisted ways we trace the end.
Reaching walls your heart runs still.
Blackened blood flows outside.
Your quiet light warms our room.