The Mayflower building blossoms with hate On a night left alone and you're never the same The walls have eyes
The room smelled so bad you could barely see But you still feel the chill of atrocities Of their faith
The doctor's selection was simple and pure Tunnels of madness too many to cure They've all gone mad ... all gone mad
Horrible treatment of unhumankind Cruel and abusive they lost their minds
Pennhurst knows evil grows and there's no escape When spirits thrive with no remorse Pennhurst became their fate
The Asylum is a portal the evil of man Chained to the souls in the halls of the damned Haunted by their faith
This place is a symbol of man gone insane A prison of pain to this very day The walls have eyes
Pennhurst knows evil grows and there's no escape When spirits thrive with no remorse Pennhurst became their fate FateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
