Demented Dimensions

I'm surrounded by a world of blank

As I'm heading up the stairs

What's that sound, in my mind?

I hear the roarin' pour in, from behind.

At the sound of the banshee, my heart sank

Blood pours out from my ears,

What's that noise, in my head?

"My soul to keep" as I lay my bed of red to rest.

I don't wait to see the appearance

Or else I will be petrified.

I don't wait to see the appearance

Or else I will be paralyzed.

I don't wait to glare into the creature's

Milky eyes to see the face.

Because just one look, at its features

And my life will be erased.

Up this staircase, I run and I run,

Is this Hell? Is this trial endless?

Has this ordeal only just begun,

Or am I almost finished?