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Jun 2016
Murky dark corridors hold many secrets
And the rooms harbour brutal death
Experimental machinery still remains
As the professor draws his breath
Multitudes of eerie noises
Decorate the hospital walls
Screams cry out in the darkness
Till daylight eventually calls
Patients imprisoned in cages
Waiting for the ******* tests
All in the name of progress
Humans larvae kept in nests
The psychologists roam in fear
Their blood frozen in the veins
Heads are entering derangement
Evil is entering their brains
Time to abandon the project
More horror than they've ever known
Out of the door to safety
This crypt is best left alone
Written by
Andrew James Shepherd  Burnage
(Burnage)   
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   Mary Winslow
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