Venturing alone down the streets of St. Hallow
Where a sinister stranger seeks to follow
When the moon is on high and the pavement speaks
To all who listen to these glistening streets

The breathtaking scenery shines into the river
A town that has beauty in it’s own special mirror.
Every step has a mystic feel in this enchanted town of theirs.
It seems the further I walk, the more I delve into fears.

Every room in every house,
Every candle is put out…
A quick glance at my watch; which reads eight o’clock
I thought how strange, it seems time…has stopped.

The closer I look the more I seem to realize
The beauty of this town was a trick of my eyes
St. Hallow, the once beautiful town of Angels purity
Redeemed to this forlorn of spirits obscurity

*Something different from me. Was kind of rushed, hopefully that doesn't take away from it.