Labyrinth of Nightmares

Welcome to the Labyrinth, where every sound is a warning,

and every smell tells a story. <foreign_language> Step inside the maze of metal,

hear the gears all grind and chatter. Henry's voice inside my skull says,

"Nothing here will ever matter." Every hallway smells like oil, rust,

and burning wire. Like a pizza joint in ruins set on fire by a choir.

I'm trapped inside a labyrinth of sound. Every echo chasing me 'round.

With a music box hum and a ghostly tone. I hear daddy isn't coming home.

Ink drips slow like a funeral march. Cartoon shadows movin' in the dark.