Besedila: Stygma IV. Room Eleven.

Blinded by white light
I'm stumbling through an empty corridor
With cold walls and sterile smelling air
Where am I?
Is this just a bad acid trip?
While crawling forward I'm surrounded by screams
Coming from this big white door
I haven't seen before


Room eleven what is there inside?
Doom or an exit what will I find?
Room eleven I'm dazed by the light
Am I in heaven but I'm feeling alive

There is no handle to open
This heavy door
Panic and fear are creeping up my spine
What am I doing here?
And why is no one here


Room eleven what is there inside?
Doom or an exit what will I find?
Room eleven I'm dared by the light
Am I in heaven but I'm feeling alive

My eyes dried out by cold neon light
These horror screams blow my mind
Room eleven what is there inside?
Doom or an exit what will I find?
Room eleven I'm dazed by the light
Am I in heaven but I'm feeling alive
I'm sure I was within this frightening room
Fixed to a bed they deranged my brain
And I've gone insane