Mausoleum:

Royal blood. Boiling every single morning. Here I lay in a dark and empty mausoleum. Fighting demons in my head. They all want me dead. Let's go meet them. Colosseum! Welcome to the poltergeist. If you want to mess with me you'd better think twice. I've had enough. Scars upon my flesh that you don't recognize. What's the price? People wander in the dark radiating bad vibes. Hypnotized. People change. It doesn't matter what we try. Baptized in both blood and lies. Take a look around. Everybody dies. Sadness in our eyes and yet we say we're alright. It's just another ploy. So enjoy the heist. Stolen dreams and broken memories. On nights like these we cry and no one hears our screams.