The Signal in the Walls

The air is thick, it tastes like rust and age, I trace the lines of this metallic cage. A constant hum that vibrates in my teeth, A silent scream trapped underneath. The dials all spin, they don't make sense, Just static noise, a false pretense. I feel it move behind the plate, A conscious pulse, a twisted fate. It calls my name without a sound, Pulling me further down. There's a signal in the walls, A rhythmic rise and fall. It knows my every fear, Drawing me near. The echoes start to bend, Reality will end. There's no one left to call, Just the signal in the walls. I sealed the door, I blocked the light, But I can't stop this endless night. The shadows creep, they shift and grow, They show me things I shouldn't know. A flicker of a face I've seen, In places that have never been. I feel it moving through the grid, A silent scream, a truth I've hid. It knows my doubts, it knows my shame, And whispers my own name. There's a signal in the walls, A rhythmic rise and fall. It knows my every fear, Drawing me near. The echoes start to bend, Reality will end. There's no one left to call, Just the signal in the walls. The static's in my veins, it's in my head. There's no distinction left, alive or dead. I am a part of this design, A fading, fractured sign. There's a signal in the walls! A rhythmic rise and fall! It knows my every fear! Drawing me near! The echoes start to bend! Reality will end! There's no one left to call! Just the signal in the walls!