Desolation

The more and more you dwell The sooner she'll find you You won't squeeze past the traps Or escape from her grasp The hounds at your back Are reminders to the fact She's tracking you slyly Sifting through the labyrinth of your mind Has since kept you rolling down Such a desolate road (That) you've paved Trudging through these cyclical stairs If the frailty of your mind becomes A beacon of distress Even the faintest of sounds Could draw her to your base With your hands behind your back (You) put yourself on this track Now, you want to walk away Ooh... Sifting through the labyrinth of your mind Has since kept you rolling down Such a desolate road (That) you've paved trudging through these cyclical stairs Sifting through the labyrinth of your mind Has since kept you rolling down And I know how it pains Ooh, how much it pains...