Lyrics:

Close the door, shut the blinds
A barricade against the sky
Don't make a sound or speak too loud
A ghoul can never see the light

In static scenery of plastic imagery
Posed to simulate contact
A poor menagerie of more than fantasy
Dust to dust, ashes to black

What can I say?
I'm locked in this state

Reality is lost on me
Asleep to wake the girl I wish to be
Midnights turn to dawn
And mornings are gone
An isolated world with one devotee

A silent specter as a side spectator
What a sight to behold, for sure
Sporadic ventures of the manic nature
Do it fast or watch it burn

What can I say?
I'm locked in this state

Of isolation
Of isolation
From isolation created salvation
Of isolation
Of isolation
From isolation created salvation
Of i-

What can I say?
I'm locked in this state

Of isolation
Of isolation
From isolation created salvation
Of isolation
Of isolation
From isolation created salvation
Of i-