Embraced by dusk, darkness dreams, A child's nightmare, torn at the seams, Within these walls, a horror resides, Violence, torment, where innocence hides.
Moments shattered, screams echo loud, Battered and broken, in silence, he's cowed, The echoes of anger, the stench of despair, A fragile soul trapped in a living nightmare.
In the corners, he cowers in fear, Bruised and bleeding, his cries no one hears, In this house of pain, he's left to roam, Lost in a storm he calls home.
Moonlit nights, a chilling embrace, Scars of sorrow etched on his face, His parents' rage, a relentless storm, In this twisted realm, innocence mourns.
But within the child, a fire ignites, A spark of vengeance, it burns so bright, He dreams of escape, to break the chains, To end this cycle of torment and pains.
With every blow, his hatred grows, A seed of anger, a darkness that flows, The night arrives, he takes the stand, To reclaim his life with blood-soaked hands.
The final act, the stage is set, A tragic end, no room to forget, In a tragic dance of despair and hate, He takes their lives, seals his fate.
In the wake of the night, a silence falls, The child's vengeance, the darkness calls, A world of nightmares, he's now set free, As he embraces the void, he finds his decree.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
