Please take my hand, and let me lead you through these museum halls.
My god, the light casts an ugly shadow across these decaying walls.
And should I ask you, is that fear I see etched across your sullen eyes?
Because inside this house, behind these cold stone walls,
you can hide amongst the candlelight but you cannot hide your voice.
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