Obsidian Sea - Curse of the Watcher

Inside the cell I built on my own
The white walls I stare upon
With every breath they come closer again

When does it end?

Hope, the whore, has left me alone
I cannot move, my will is gone
Before my stare the tides change

And I am the same!

I nail myself unto
The cross of my own stillness
My world had grown into
An endless unreal vision
I bear my curse with pride
As if it's my one possession
It seems I'll leave behind
Only an empty confession