作曲：martin morton
作词：martin morton
In the shadows of the old asylum echoes howl
Where footsteps mark the passage of a tormented soul
Hide and seek in vacant halls the silence grows
Now their silhouette forever carved is in control
They try to scrub the marks away but they remain
A ghostly imprint of a child who played in vain
Every squeaking door
Every gust of wind
A refrain of hide and seek
That ended free from earthly pain
She hides she seeks but never leaves
A shadow on the wall
It grieves on the mental of the games we play
In the corners of where lost ones stay
Candles flicker in the rooms
Where laughter turn to cries
Moonlit nights reveal the truth amidst the lies
In the tapestry of this haunted place a figure lies
No brush can sweep away what the darkness dies
Guards and patience
Talk of her with harsh tones
A tale of sorrow wrapped in skin and brittle bones
In the dead of night
The air is filled with ghostly moans
Her imprint on the world a mark upon the stones
She hides she sees but never leaves
A shadow on the wall
It breathes a momento of the games we play
In the corners of where lost ones stay
She hides she seeks but never leaves
Her shadow on the wall
It grieves the momentum of the games we play
In the corners of where lost ones stay
Corners of where lost ones stay
mortys zen
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