Testo Watchtower

You can hear the footsteps through the thick wall
Outline of a demon behind your eyeball
Making your mind walk and your skin crawl
Outline of a demon

Tunnel vision, dungeon breath
A brief but sudden brush with death
Sickness sometimes slips away When it does I’m sure to claw it back

Everyone I know is up there in the watchtower
I am all alone thinking in my cellar

You can count the days passed
Scratched in the stone wall
Outline of a demon behind your eyeball
Your next encounter could be your downfall
Outline of a demon

Staring at the dripping tap
I want to put each droplet back
Darkness from which they emerged is safer
So much further from the sun
Everyone I know is up there in the watchtower
I am all alone thinking in my cellar