Entombed

A windowless mansion stands on a no man`s land In it there`s a dark tomb made by my own hand Here I`m buried with memories I treasure, here I`m tormented by sensations of pain and pleasure Every thought of you is a new brick in the wall Images of fantasies decorate the haunted hall I summoned angels, wished they lived with me here But they turned into demons of jealousy and fear Such sinister creatures know nothing of charity The price for my pleasures will be my sanity