Lamentar das Almas - William Afton (FNAF)

Lack of looking with your eyes
Lack of seeing with love
But I realized what was missing
Was pain
And pain
And pain

My mere gaze distinguished
The parts of a creator
A little while ago I realized
That together they had value

Turns
Always a revolt
When a child
Is brought back
Knocking on the door
How uncomfortable it makes me
If they are perfect
It matters little to me

When it cuts
And the blood flows
But their soul finds a gate
And in a way
All of them dead
Brings my soul along with the proposal
(Hmm hm hmm)
(Shh)

Lament
Of the souls
Silence
Surrounds you
And everything transforms in an instant

Lament
Of the souls
Walk
Without return
And a man in purple takes shape

Lack of seeing metal in flesh
Lack of seeing veins in wires
But nothing was missing anymore
For this dark desire of mine
Who in certain hands conceived
Such childish secrets
Disappearances that would connect him
And bring him to me

Turns
Always a revolt
When a child
Is brought back
Knocking on the door
How uncomfortable it makes me
If they are perfect
It matters little to me

When it cuts
And the blood flows
But their soul finds a gate
And in a way
All of them dead
Brings my soul along with the proposal
(Hmm hm hmm)
(Shh)

Lament
Of the souls
Silence
Surrounds you
And everything transforms in an instant

Lament
Of the souls
Walk
Without return
And a man in purple takes shape