Silent Hill

I discard the other And everything he believed I whisper wrath, continue to laugh I’ll never be deceived A wakeful statue A devil of my own I reflect my lies, steal their eyes So my face is never shown I dream a reason A purpose to dispose I sing for death, focus my breath Forge up an ending no one will know A cloak of poison Wrought from the pain that crafts Empty minds, demon designs The dead don’t see what they have I wake the silent A lonely road I walk A painful place, empty distaste The silent begin to stalk A night of demons Another fading scream My angel stands, but voices demand “You need to wake up, you’re in a dream” (Inspired by the silent hill games and soundtracks)