Asylum of Blood
The Mayflower building blossoms with hate
On a night left alone and youre never the same
The walls have eyes
The room smelled so bad you could barely see
but you still feel the chill of atrocities
Of their faith
The doctors selection was simple and pure
Tunnels of madness too many to cure
Theyve all gone mad all gone mad
Horrible treatment of unhuman kind
Cruel and abusive they lost their minds
Pennhurst knows evil grows and theres no escape
When spirits thrive with no remorse
Pennhurst became their fate
The Asylum is portal the evil of man
Chained to the souls in the halls of the damned
Haunted by their faith
This place is a symbol of man gone insane
A prison of pain to this very day
The walls have eyes
Autor(es): Geoff Thorpe, Gunnar Dügrey Richardson