eighth locknnno one to seennowhere to gonnothing to donno one to knownneighth lockneighth locknnnothing will livennothing will grownno one will carenno one will knownneighth locknnyou can never winnyou only get outnby not going innthey put me down into the groundnlost without taste, without soundnbeneath the barren moundnthey put me in a place they call eighth locknneighth locknbut i'm getting strongerneighth locknnot very much longernnno one to seennowhere to gonnothing to donno one to knownneighth lockneighth locknnnothing will livennothing will grownno one will carenno one will knownneighth locknnyou can never winnyou only get outnby not going innnwho the hell am i?nyeah, yeah, yeah...nand what did you do to my hands?ni'm getting stronger...nnthey built this place with steelnand painted it with mudnit's constantly on firenthey put it out with bloodnnthey said it was a prisonnbut became so much morenthe maze it built into itselfnthey had to bar the doornbar the door!nquickly you fools!nnnothing to donnowhere to gonthe floating eyeball is to be fearednthe pupil hides a mawnthey say that children run this placenthat's how they missed the fatal flawnneighth locknnyou never can winnyou only get outnby not going innno one to seennowhere to gonnothing to donneighth locknnyou never can winnyou only get outnby not going innno one to seennowhere to gonnothing to donno one to knownnwhen you come to eighth locknit's like some vile re-birthnwhere devils delve into your lifenand demons deem it's worthnthe food comes through a holenmy cellmate is a trollnthe warden he has hooks for handsnwe all play our rolesnwe all play our rolesnor wind up on a polenneighth locknna diabolic constructnas flesh runs rife with wormsnsomehow flesh and metal mergenas bloated larvae squirmsnthe things within they made with rulesnthey steal the souls of thosenthey think are fit to play...nntheir hateful games