Eventually, we all die alone.

Ghosts keep coming to me, I fear myself.

Hosts deep down cutting

 through me, I could feel my inner self.

Blood took a part in the pain, oh, I screwed myself.

Flood shook me apart in the rain, no, I almost killed myself.

Level by level, I am being doomed to death.

Seven, eight, nine, ten, I am done with my breath.

Level by level, I am being doomed to death.

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, I became one with my last breath.