The emptiness stretches on thru empty house
The doors are closed
Begging to be opened
I stand alone in this entry way, the shadows chase my thru the halls
Yet I do not hide behind these doors in these empty rooms
For what may lay behind them is still a mystery
The doors are closed
Begging to be opened
I stand alone in this entry way, the shadows chase my thru the halls
Yet I do not hide behind these doors in these empty rooms
For what may lay behind them is still a mystery
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