The Voice
She hears the voice.
It echoes throughout her body and mind
And she cannot find a means of escape.
The voice, it's following her,
Stalking her like a dark memory.
She cannot think as she hears the voice,
The terrorizing voice.
The voice, it lives inside of her.
It's embedded deep within her soul.
With it present, she has no control.
She cannot hear, she cannot speak,
She cannot move, she cannot think.
The voice, it's calling her name.
Will she listen?
She pauses as she hears its wrath,
Its tortured tones of terror released.
It carries a shadow with it,
One of a young girl's pain and despair.
The voice, it echoes throughout her soul.
She cannot move as she hears the voice,
The paralyzing voice.
The voice, it lives inside of her.
It's embedded deep within her soul.
With it present, she has no control.
She cannot hear, she cannot speak,
She cannot move, she cannot think.
The voice, it's calling her name.
Will she listen?
She cannot stand it any longer,
That voice from a movie's darkest villain.
She falls to her knees and pleads for silence.
A conscience, a memory, a faded nightmare
That comes to life in a wicked reality.
She cannot speak as she hears the voice,
The hypnotizing voice.
The voice, it lives inside of her.
It's embedded deep within her soul.
With it present, she has no control.
She cannot hear, she cannot speak,
She cannot move, she cannot think.
The voice, it's calling her name.
Will she listen?
She listens.
Will you?
It echoes throughout her body and mind
And she cannot find a means of escape.
The voice, it's following her,
Stalking her like a dark memory.
She cannot think as she hears the voice,
The terrorizing voice.
The voice, it lives inside of her.
It's embedded deep within her soul.
With it present, she has no control.
She cannot hear, she cannot speak,
She cannot move, she cannot think.
The voice, it's calling her name.
Will she listen?
She pauses as she hears its wrath,
Its tortured tones of terror released.
It carries a shadow with it,
One of a young girl's pain and despair.
The voice, it echoes throughout her soul.
She cannot move as she hears the voice,
The paralyzing voice.
The voice, it lives inside of her.
It's embedded deep within her soul.
With it present, she has no control.
She cannot hear, she cannot speak,
She cannot move, she cannot think.
The voice, it's calling her name.
Will she listen?
She cannot stand it any longer,
That voice from a movie's darkest villain.
She falls to her knees and pleads for silence.
A conscience, a memory, a faded nightmare
That comes to life in a wicked reality.
She cannot speak as she hears the voice,
The hypnotizing voice.
The voice, it lives inside of her.
It's embedded deep within her soul.
With it present, she has no control.
She cannot hear, she cannot speak,
She cannot move, she cannot think.
The voice, it's calling her name.
Will she listen?
She listens.
Will you?