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Lunar Lunacy
02:15
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No one can hear the words you speak.
They escape you without a trace.
Here, there are no second chances, or a single chance to leave.
All alone here, you wait, for a sign.
And hold on to what's left of your sanity.
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Guardians of the Forest
03:37
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As you tread along the path before you,
You are not alone.
Eyes follow your every movement, waiting for that one false move.
You are in unwelcome territory.
It's too late to turn back.
Fear will fill your heart, but courage you will embrace.
Will they strike or will they remain idle?
Regardless of which, they are watching.
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Lost Subterranean
06:16
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The darkness plays tricks on your eyes.
It plays tricks with your mind.
Caverns that channel to places you've been.
Channeling to places where no one's tread.
The answers lie within discovery.
Or traveling the darkness with all eternity.
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What's Happening to Me?
04:00
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What's this?
This feeling... You cannot explain.
This feeling... You cannot control.
It consumes you, while you feed it the things that bind you.
It grows, until it finally becomes you.
What's happening to you?
It's strange.
It's boiling.
It's raging inside you.
Something within feeds everything you lack.
Is it the chaos inside that won't ever turn you back?
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Clockwork
06:04
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When the clock hits zero, you say,
"Please, just one more chance."
It shakes it's head and says,
"I cannot allow you, to simply advance."
You cry out,
"But please, please.. I need more time!"
It's head shakes once more and says,
"You're moment is mine."
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These halls tell a tale of a bloody history.
A past better to be left forgotten.
In the deepest of the home, lies it's heart.
A heart now filled with grisly reminders.
This home belonged to those who were grateful.
With all that they had, their love then became hateful.
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7. |
This Trail Calls to Me
03:31
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It's a long way to go.
But you have to.
This trail leads to not only your destination, but the future.
Leads to where you'll be tomorrow.
It calls to you and on the other side
Are where dreams and possibilities reside.
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8. |
Calm Before the Storm
02:16
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At Wit's End
09:00
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Despondent and tired.
There's no way to understand.
One who knows nothing, understands nothing.
The time has come to draw back.
The time has come to put up the white flag.
All you have left is a will.
A will in hopes to find another hope.
That is all that's left.
The situation worsens and nothing can mend.
It is all over now, all but wit's end.
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