So much corruption within walls

Hoping to not make a sound

Witness the coming of it all

Sensing the closing of eyes

I keep on pushing for something

Something sacred I lost

Red Walls are made of emotions

Red Walls of burning devotion

White Walls of fame turned to dust

White Walls of Shame, walls I trust

Momentum pushing me higher

Born in frightening fire

Widening Halls, wondrous walls

Living and dead, more turn red

Momentum pushing me higher

Born in frightening fire

So much disruption within walls

Hoping to not make a sound

Witness the coming of it all

Sensing the closing of eyes