If I retreat

Words, wars, and symphonies

Make room we're taking over here

So the gallanting

Cold and alone, it suits you well

You won't find me perching here again

May your feet serve you well

And the rest be sent to Hell

Where they always have belonged

Cold hearts, colder songs

They will play us out

With a song of pure romance

Stomp your feet and clap your hands

Let's kill tonight!

Kill tonight!

Show them all you're not the ordinary type

Let's kill tonight!

Kill tonight!

Show them all you're not the ordinary type

Let's kill tonight!

May your feet serve you well

And the rest be sent to Hell

Where they always have belonged

Cold hearts, colder songs

They will play us out

With a song of pure romance

Stomp your feet and clap your hands

Let's kill tonight!

Kill tonight!

Show them all you're not the ordinary type

**Japan**

Japan put the note down and turned pulling on the door knob only to realize the door was locked and he was trapped. He pulled at the handle and nothing happened “Germany!? Itary!?” He yelled. The room was quiet; the only noise was a ticking clock in the background of the room. Japan twitched. Tick, tick, tick Japan walked away from the door and began to look for a way out as he walked around the table in circles trying to think.

“The only escape”

A voice hissed inside his head and he looked around the room.

“Death is our only escape”

Japan turned to face the table, a rope lay in the middle nose already tied into it.

“DEATH IS THE WAY OUT!”

Japan covered his ears with his hands “g- go away…” he whispered

“death is our only escape, death is our only escape, death is our only escape, death is out only escape death is our only escape, death is our only escape, death is our only escape, death is out only escape death is our only escape, death is our only escape, death is our only escape, death is out only escape death is our only escape, death is our only escape, death is our only escape, death is out only escape death is our only escape, death is our only escape, death is our only escape, death is out only escape death is our only escape, death is our only escape, death is our only escape, death is out only escape”

Japan picked up the rope off the table “death is our only escape” he smiled twitching slightly “death is our only escape…”

**Canada**

Canada walked down the empty hall, he had heard America yell and soon after become lost in the cold dark basement of the house “Hello?” he called though it only came out in a soft whisper. Nothing came back he walked down the hall and suddenly heard a growling sound “h-hey” he whimpered “that’s not funny, eh”  he hesitated to turn the corner when he did there was a large purple blob with eyes and hands coming out at all angles. He went to take a step back but the hand reached out and grabbed onto his wrist he screamed pulling backward but it held on tighter pulling him closer “n-no! LET ME GO!” He tried to pull back and yell for help.. but once again, his shyness would only cause him to be forgotten.