Threw the bottle it went down, straight, no thought

Threw it again began to have thoughts, suddenly became cold

I watched and waited for the fall, but it hung there, silent, no return

My Pulse quickened , heart began to pound,

The room grew silent, an eerie sound

I felt it so close a voice in my head

The baphomet whisper dead and unreal

"You're Locked in here, you can't escape,

Your Mind trapped in this haunting shape.

Forever bound, the ceiling's snare"

In silent panic I now reside,

No way out, no shadows to hide

I return to the abyss where I belong .