An Old Asylum

Last year I found my way in
Into an old asylum in ruin
Thick silence in the levels under
Wrecked by the noises in the tower
Marked in my brain like the scars on the ground
Never am I to forget that sound
Haunting echoes in the corridor
Still filling my nights with terror
Again, again knocking on the door
Howling and creeping on the floor
The patient in the room 3-2-0Trying to come out somehow
Again, again knocking on the door
Howling and creeping on the floor
The patient in the room 3-2-0Trying to come out somehow
Again, again knocking on the door
Howling and creeping on the floor
The patient in the room 3-2-0Forgotten there two hundred years ago