LYRIC

Voices are growing louder
I wish they weren't always
Whispering my name
Blood flows just like a river
It seems to pour along
Unending down the drain
The smoke it seems to follow me
I cannot find the space to breathe
If I could find a peaceful scene
With nothing hoevering over me
Then I would not gaze
Upon the faces of the things
That should not be

Hide me under the mountain
I will lie still until the ending of the day
Take me into the tower
I will remain until the voicecs go away
The smoke it seems to follow me
I cannot find the space to breathe
If I could find a peaceful scene
With nothing hovering over me
Then I would not listen
To the voices of the things
That should not be

Darkness, so black and swollen
I hope it covers up the filth
And leaves me safe
Nothing could fill the spaces
It's just an emptiness
Forever in your way
The smoke it seems to follow me
I cannot find the space to breathe
If I could find a peaceful scene
With nothing hovering over me
Then I would not gaze upon
The faces of the things
That should not be
That should not be
That should not be

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