Empty Room

Closer the walls are drawing Bone-crushing silence weighing On my chest and neck The devil's minion is lying on my womb Barren tomb Empty room Black moon But the silken dress Reflects the light and hope of the oppressed In the empty room I sing aloud Filling the void with any sound But what is the meaning of the calling From the empty room The velvet curtain is closing Tonight I'll be returning To my broken nest Outside the birds are singing out of tune Barred windows Empty ruin I brood I will make a mess And play house with the weak and the depressed All in all I'll make the call To say that I'm fine So that I glide Under the radar In a quiet fall