Spiral to Oblivion

Soft landing on ravished wolves Feel like this red tide has brought me convulsive tests It has long grown cold Set forth into a hollow earth Here's no room to pace I need to revolve the power and consciousness If I'm to remain in this closed estranged cold life Call me out, see the binary star completing Taking on each cell Do you figure animosity will break the spell? When a spherical cavern trembles down and locks