Here I stay. Alone and astray. Staring into the endless wall ahead. And out of nowhere, I hear a wail. Is it a crying child, or the voice of the dead? Left? Right? I hear it all around. And all I see are fumes As I c
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Here I stay. Alone and astray. Staring into the endless wall ahead. And out of nowhere, I hear a wail. Is it a crying child, or the voice of the dead? Left? Right? I hear it all around. And all I see are fumes As I c