Gripping the mask with fear
A secret you must to share
Fear that the end is near
Restless as you dare
Follow the darkened path
A lesser travelled way
Towards eternal wrath
Desire which they praise
Smothering behind the mask
Choking as you breath
Turning to a pile of ash
Certain you can't leave
Suffocating mask around
A smothered twisted face
No escape, forever bound
To never leave this place
Santa Mira drowning nearer
The sign in the mirror
The face getting clearer
On Hallows Eve, gather round
Glowing screen which you're bound
Santa Mira your children are here
Locked in the tracing screen
The children gather 'round
Semiconscious structured state
Which they're forever bound
Mechanized suits in sight
Won't let you far tonight
Someone's got you running
They won't let this empire fall
An ancient coven dynasty
The season of the witch is free
Try to make a run but not too far
Who would ever want to try
Or understand the reason why
They will never let this empire fall
No one's been here for so long
Everything has come and gone
Drifting the empty halls
Nothing left within these walls
Deep in the cracks they lie
Subtle hints you can't deny
But you must stay in stride
Or be condemned from the inside
She left here so long ago
Deceiving, you couldn't go
So far from the help beyond
The temptress will lead you on
Now that it's been so long
I see your face but can't hold on
Through corridors we go
Veiled in mist to never know
Roaming the endless fall
Nothing left within yourself
Vacated yet concealed
Naked, stripped, raped and reviled
Inhaling the dusty breeze
Choking down, it burns with ease
Unceasing and living on
Elapsing, never withdrawn
Lost inside, the corridors of dust deprive
Trapped in time, the corridors of dust confine
Cast aside, forever locked on the inside
Look behind, the corridors of dust survives
They never let you go, they never let you know
The corridors of dust deprive
They bind you in disguise, proclaiming your demise
The corridors of dust confine
They never let you go. They never let you know
Forever on the inside
They bind you in disguise, proclaiming your demise
The corridors of dust survive you
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