Echos of Silent Hill

In the fog, my footsteps whisper,

Shadows dance, secrets twist,

Silent hills, a haunting echo,

Where dreams and nightmares coexist.

Faded memories, buried deep,

I walk this path, where lost souls weep,

The woman’s voice, a distant call,

In this town, we’ve lost it all.

Each corner hides a twisted tale,

In the mist, I hear their wails.

Is it fate, or just my own fear?

The truth unfolds, it’s crystal clear.

Silent Hill, my dark reflection,

In every shadow, my own inflection.

I search for peace, for a way to mend,

But it’s my guilt, it’s my only friend.

Puppet figures dance and crawl,

In the dark, I hear their call.

Memories of love, now wrapped in chains,

In this silence, I find my pains.

Each scream a memory, each tear a sin,

A labyrinth of sorrows that pulls me in.

Can I escape this twisted ground?

Or am I bound to feel this sound?

Silent Hill, my dark reflection,

In every shadow, my own inflection.

I search for peace, for a way to mend,

But it’s my guilt, it’s my only friend.

And as the fog begins to clear,

A mirror shows what I truly fear.

The monster lurking, it’s all in me,

A haunting truth, I must set free.

The town fades, the judgment weighs,

I close my eyes to the fading haze.

In the silence, I understand the song,

It’s been my guilt, all along.