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A Place Directly South Of Hope
I'm going to set the scene for you
With the hope you know what's real before
You begin to hear those water droplets
Dripping onto a concrete floor
The air feels thick and musty
With the scent of death that died long ago
Turn and see surroundings
So shadowed by darkness that no light will show
The voice you hear is me; VöKé
Your guiding voice to help you through
This place where dark things hide
They lie in wait to take your soul from you
But before we start our journey through
This nightmareland that i call home
I want to know just how the fuck
Your ass wound up here all alone?
Something within me is telling me
That you being here is very wrong
For somehow you're inside this place
Where I know no one's ever gone
With the hope you know what's real before
You begin to hear those water droplets
Dripping onto a concrete floor
The air feels thick and musty
With the scent of death that died long ago
Turn and see surroundings
So shadowed by darkness that no light will show
The voice you hear is me; VöKé
Your guiding voice to help you through
This place where dark things hide
They lie in wait to take your soul from you
But before we start our journey through
This nightmareland that i call home
I want to know just how the fuck
Your ass wound up here all alone?
Something within me is telling me
That you being here is very wrong
For somehow you're inside this place
Where I know no one's ever gone
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