The beauteous creature that you are,
Lurks in the shadows where light once was.
Behind the cabinet, find a door.
It was once locked but not anymore.

Find a doll of porcelain skin,
Find her soon, let the story begin.
Light a candle in the corridor,
For the souls once there but not anymore.

Through the darkness can you feel the fear?
It captivates your entire body, now.
You feel it rip through you; through you it tore.
You were once Whole, but not anymore.

Lights flicker violently as you creep-
Down the narrow hall of emptiness.
It was so vivacious once before,
It was bright, full of hope; but not anymore.

Flickers of light flash like wholesome hope.
Lighting the way down a broken path.
Cracks, craters and breaks split through the floor.
Once an easy path, but not anymore.

When you think you are safe and all is well.
Remember what here, described is hell.
It inhabits every last brain cell.

All of this is Deep inside your Head,
You will only escape, when you are Dead.