Treading soundlessly in the darkness
The distant sound of dripping water
Echoes down the stone tunnels
My constant companion

Tunnels twist and turn, a labyrinth
I wander these passages
Alone and lonely
This is my kingdom

My ghostly footsteps haunt this forsaken place
I roam the damp corridors of cobwebs and dust
I know them like the back of my nonexistent hand

I have been banished here
To spend my death in sorrow
In the stone tunnels with the rats
I am a ghost, this is my realm