Upon The Grave Of Guilt

Deep inside the black and winding mazes I'm running from my ghouls, My own thoughts are replaced by the hidden faces deep from my soul. Longing to see time rolling by to case the thoughts of regret My bad conscience tears me apart, how will I ever forget Dark recollections gnaw my inside I've tried to run and I've tried to hide Reaching the barrow of my memories to lay the final stone upon the grave Searching inner kingdoms for control to put the lid of oblivion upon the grave of guilt