Inquisition - Khoma

Tell me what went wrong inquisitor

Rest my case.

Burn at the stake

The corners of this room, these silhouettes

Leave me here.

You’ll survive

Hands still search for cracks in darkness

You are through, run and hide

Holding my breath and counting

Hidden beneath too long

Hold on against the tide now

You will be here, and then

All around.

It’s time

You will come hold me down

All around.

It’s time

You will come hold me down