Текст: Haven (The). Under The Bright Lights. Hallways Of Reflection.

Run out the gates already open.
Blood drips every step you take, and it feels like it's too late.
She sent the children to the entrance, sharp teeth, red eyes they say that:

"this is the only way out" (as she runs, it takes her!)

bleeding, you'll only feel like walking, see the light at the end, use it to your advantage,
your only hope, your only crime, take that my friends go back

"this is the only way out" (as she runs, it takes her!)

And as my eyes roll into the back of my head.

Cold flesh embraces mine as they, dismember me.
Welcome! welcome to the ! welcome! welcome to the Haven!