Step inside The Corridorfeel your soul invade your sensesspirits at the gates of winterready for the season's countd ownso it goes, the gate is openall your past remains in silencebut your future is unsureyou plan to go awayNever thought that your mind was awaynever threw away your wantingsnever kept you by my sidenow you belong, you're obviously mineJinny c ount down, Jinny count downclose your desires or burn them with fireJinny count down, Jinny count downand feel me...Seven strangers on your doorfeeling like you were behind themlisten to, wide handded knocksemission of the sound of wisdomso it g oes the door is openall your past remains in silencenow your future is for surea plan to go awaya plan to go away...Never thought that your mind was awaynever threw away your wantingsnever kept you by my sidenow you belong, you're obviously mine Jinny count down, Jinny count downclose your desires or burn them with firealways dreaming, always screamingclose your eye sand feel me...