No one to turn to, no one to run to
Shrieks of men echo the abyss
Blood stained bear carries a broken soul's distress
Chant a prayer in hopes of finding the light
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HorrorHow did we end up here? Where did all our forest friends go? Where did the child go? Tick tock tick tock the time is passing by oh so ephemeral. We can feel ourselves fading and yet something is holding us back. The bear we hold is akin to our bro...
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No one to turn to, no one to run to
Shrieks of men echo the abyss
Blood stained bear carries a broken soul's distress
Chant a prayer in hopes of finding the light
