The little girl, she walks through space
Through inner, dark, abandoned place
Which keeps her in, which shows her hell
That never will let go of her
An empty street, she walks alone
The line is dead on every phone
The past is chasing her around
She'll never leave this wretched town
Where time and life do not exist
Absorbed by ever-present mist
Her eyes are bleeding, she's so tired
As she walks on, it gets more wild
The memories she kept unfold
Her in-between, her nightmare world
Traumatic things she can't accept
The torture room she never left
His screams, his agonizing cries
Her will to help, her constant tries
The pain beyond the bounds of being
The life of madness, twisted dream
This winter night, this endless rain
Her never ending horror game
Though two of them already won
Her mind still wanders here alone
Inner world
© Copyright: Эсси Кримсон, 2026
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