Dear Henry, when you come to Your old place
You will see much has changed
See how we loved all these Drawings
In the leaves, they were all Caged
They should all be alive and Free
So we used the ink machine, You see
But then they created their own Lives and sapped our hearts With sadness
What you can do for us is that You, can free us from grief and Pain
The clue!
You don't know what's lurking Behind this walls
They are the slaves who long For these calls!
You always need the axe to Fight for light
Without Borris it wouldn't be An easy ride!
We only want to be that free Like you
But for that you have to defeat
His soul!
Black ink surrounds the room Of sadness
And fills it with dark fear
Don't make anytype of noice
Cause where It is, you hear
The demon will find you Because It, knows what you are Up to
You have to find the inkwriter
To show this demon the end
What you can do for us is that You, can free us from grief and Pain
The clue!
You don't know what's lurking Behind this walls
They are the slaves who long For these calls!
You always need the axe to Fight for light
Without Borris it wouldn't be An easy ride!
We only want to be that free Like you
But for that you have to defeat
His soul!
You have freed our souls and Believed that now
The story ends and everything Is deathblow!
We only want to be that free Like you
But for that you have to defeat
Your soul!