"Room 213" as written by Michael W. Anderson and Brian J. Walls....
Nightfall comes around again,
Pull the shades down, coldness my only friend.
213 - The number on the door,
Come inside if you'd like to know some more.

Dance with the dead at night,
The smell of death is here, I'd like to take a bite.
Waiting for you, with my hard and frozen hearts,
I see your eyes, your lips, and other body parts.

Here it comes again. The urge to dance with you,
The urge to bind your wrists, and make my dreams come true.
You escape but the man just brings you back.
They work for me, the white light in the black.

Just like gein, they call me cannibal and friend
They come to find me, and take away my dream.
Take away the pieces, survey the scene.
They're knocking gently on the door of 213.

Lyrics submitted by Daedolon

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