Mad Architect
Septic Flesh / Sotiris Vayenas
Where am I? How I got in here?
I feel so tired, as if I walk for many miles
What I see is a door leading out of this room
I am prepared to confront whatever waits behind
Mad architect
I left the room. I am walking through a corridor
Iy is so long that I cannot see its end
Opening doors, moving in circle
Finding doors, moving in circle
A madman (the architect) thi labyrinth has built
Opening doors, moving in circle
Finding doors
All the choises I once made, the paths that I designed
Have formed this endless labyrinth, a product of my mind
A madman (the architect), this labyrinth has built
A madman, The architect
He is trapped inside the maze
Opening doors, moving in circle
Finding doors, moving in circle
A madman, The architect