Vicious Rumors
Asylum of Blood
The Mayflower building blossoms with hate
On a night left alone and you're never the same
The walls have eyes

The room smelled so bad you could barely see
But you still feel the chill of atrocities
Of their faith

The doctor's selection was simple and pure
Tunnels of madness too many to cure
They've all gone mad ... all gone mad

Horrible treatment of unhumankind
Cruel and abusive they lost their minds

Pennhurst knows evil grows and there's no escape
When spirits thrive with no remorse
Pennhurst became their fate

The Asylum is a portal the evil of man
Chained to the souls in the halls of the damned
Haunted by their faith

This place is a symbol of man gone insane
A prison of pain to this very day
The walls have eyes
Pennhurst knows evil grows and there's no escape
When spirits thrive with no remorse
Pennhurst became their fate
Fate