Nightmare

Run down an empty corridor Where all the doors are locked It streches so far out Ther is no end in sight Your time is flying away And you're still on the run No idea where to look And no idea for what The walls are getting closer now Run faster, run if can Somewhwre, down here Is what you're looking for Bur beware of all the traps You find on your way Some are made by yourself Some are made by others Run down empty corridors In this cruel nightmare You are still searching for your core And it is getting bare --- Nightmare - Fictional