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Room 185 (feat. Stef Jomphe)
by Rockin' Engine
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Shining through
The remnant cast
They warned of vengeance
From the dreadful past
Turn on the light
The frightening sight
Cadaver found in
Room 185
Writing in this wretched mansion
He strives for a better life
Madness slowly takes away
They won't live another day
The blood on the walls
When darkness falls
Running through the halls
The ghost will kill them all
Possessed by evil
Murder on his mind
All work, No play
Rage will find its way
Family dispute
Terror in her eyes
He swings his axe
Until the voices die
Little pigs, little pigs, let me in
Not from the hair of your chiny-chin-chin
Little pigs, little pigs, let me in
Or I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in
As the novel claims its writer
The story never ends
There is no place here for saviors
Dead memories prevail
Escaping through the winter maze
They struggle to survive
Now demented, the caretaker
Will hunt them through the night
The blood on the walls
When darkness falls
Running through the halls
Johnny kills them all
Shining through
The remnant cast
They warned of vengeance
From the dreadful past
Turn on the light
The frightening sight
Cadaver found in
Room 185
Writing in this wretched mansion
He strives for a better life
Madness slowly takes away
They won't live another day
The blood on the walls
When darkness falls
Running through the halls
The ghost will kill them all
Possessed by evil
Murder on his mind
All work, No play
Rage will find its way
Family dispute
Terror in her eyes
He swings his axe
Until the voices die
Little pigs, little pigs, let me in
Not from the hair of your chiny-chin-chin
Little pigs, little pigs, let me in
Or I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in
As the novel claims its writer
The story never ends
There is no place here for saviors
Dead memories prevail
Escaping through the winter maze
They struggle to survive
Now demented, the caretaker
Will hunt them through the night
The blood on the walls
When darkness falls
Running through the halls
Johnny kills them all
