Here we go, the world is spinning
When it stops, it's just beginning
When it stops, it's just beginning
From a throat that sounds remarkably dry given how wet the figure is, a slow, croaked song begins to fill the air, childish and eerie, punctuated by footsteps.
Here we go, the world is spinning
When it stops, it's just beginning
Sun comes up, we all laugh.
Sun goes down, we all die...
On the last note the girl lifts up her head to show a sallow, sunken face behind the mess of black hair. "I'm cold... why is it so cold?" she asks Rexanna, in a voice the Penumbra may recognize as once belonging to her fragile youngest child.
Here we go, the world is spinning
When it stops, it's just beginning
Sun comes up, we all laugh.
Sun goes down, we all die...
On the last note the girl lifts up her head to show a sallow, sunken face behind the mess of black hair. "I'm cold... why is it so cold?" she asks Rexanna, in a voice the Penumbra may recognize as once belonging to her fragile youngest child.
Sun comes up, we all laugh.
Sun goes down, we all die...
Sun goes down, we all die...
