Anthem

e floor bright red and the sound of wind Begging for me to come home And the walls they talk of the things that they have seen Telling me that I'm not alone The bells they ring three times right at noon Summoning all ye faithful I know that it is going to happen soon Preparing myself for the time That they sing I close my eyes and stumble down the halls When were they ever so narrow The predators and all of their deafening calls Tell me I might not see tomorrow I look around at all the fallen Hating what I used to love The place I used to call home is broken Praying to whoever's above As they sing