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The Final Song (What she was feeling…)
(If I had only known little one…
Is there something I could have done?
Could I have helped you fight your demons?
I only wish I would have been the one…)
Nothing is more permanent than death
And so the letter read...
Alone in the darkness
Feelings of fright draw near
A chilling song drifting at night
Comes to torment you here
The fear of dying
Now does not matter
Inside your mind
Your thoughts slowly shatter
The madness you know
Comes creeping at night
To haunt your dreams
And fill you with fright
Blinded by darkness
Piercing the still
The song grows louder
Hollow echoes of tears
Leaving behind scars
They roll down your face
Rendering you powerless
You realize your fate
It becomes hard to distinguish
Between reality and illusion
Fighting battles within yourself
Against hate and confusion
The light of morning
Seems to get stronger
Strange and twisted dreams
Only last longer
Watching every move
Paralyzed with fear
Alas you awaken
Its presence is still here
Driven to the point of madness
Until you think you are insane
You begin to feel his power
As you near the end of the game
The Grim Reaper will smile
Now that you are gone
Because you fell into his trap
And sang the final song
Is there something I could have done?
Could I have helped you fight your demons?
I only wish I would have been the one…)
Nothing is more permanent than death
And so the letter read...
Alone in the darkness
Feelings of fright draw near
A chilling song drifting at night
Comes to torment you here
The fear of dying
Now does not matter
Inside your mind
Your thoughts slowly shatter
The madness you know
Comes creeping at night
To haunt your dreams
And fill you with fright
Blinded by darkness
Piercing the still
The song grows louder
Hollow echoes of tears
Leaving behind scars
They roll down your face
Rendering you powerless
You realize your fate
It becomes hard to distinguish
Between reality and illusion
Fighting battles within yourself
Against hate and confusion
The light of morning
Seems to get stronger
Strange and twisted dreams
Only last longer
Watching every move
Paralyzed with fear
Alas you awaken
Its presence is still here
Driven to the point of madness
Until you think you are insane
You begin to feel his power
As you near the end of the game
The Grim Reaper will smile
Now that you are gone
Because you fell into his trap
And sang the final song
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