Laughter bouncing off the walls..
Of an echo in the empty halls.
A man came running completely exposed.
He must be hurt, I suppose
Blood tracks of his feet..
A scary fellow you should meet.
If you catch him, you will see.
He ain't friendly like you and me..
His skin is pale, and hair of white.
He prefers darkness instead of light.
When he runs, looks like he's flying.
I wonder if this man is dying..
So I went inside this house to look around for this man.
I couldn't find him, but something cold touched my hand.
I saw a faint shadow lurking around
So I ran So fast out of this town.
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