What was that sound?. I slowly turn around, something moved. A void of darkness in the floor, where the altar stood. I move a little closer, cause I cannot see from where I stand.
Look, the old bitch is back - yeah,. finally we'll get some company again. the attic room has been. locked up for far too long - just like the. old bitch herself - she's on time.
The sun has risen, just above the trees. The birds are singing, it's just like a dream. What a perfect morning it could have been. Salem's in the kitchen and that's sin.
Nobody's inside the Church but the bell. Is ringing. For no reason the flowers. Are dying. . Deadly omens. Oh, deadly omens. . Inside the mansion the air is unbearable.
Nobody's inside the church but the bell is ringing. For no reason the flowers are dying. Oh, Deadly Omens. Oh, Deadly Omens. Inside the mansion the air is unbearable, a rotten smell.
Upon a cross a nun will be hanged, she will be raped by an evil man. Knock spikes through her hands, things won't come she won't understand. You're a nun you haven't had no fun, living your life as virgin queen.
Christmas time is here again. Santa needs a helping hand. We cannot find his evil sheet. To draw his laying for the night. So all the waiting Christmas trees.
Why am I strapped to this hospital bed?. . "First your eyes, then your skin. We will make you feel.. born again.. No More Me my friend". . A shiny scalpel is in the Master's hand.
Time is never ever standing still. Except on Never Ending Hill. From here you can see Devil Lake, Devil Lake. The velvet sunset is never too late. . Never Ending Hill is where I live.
Oh, You gotta move on now. I can see, I can feel, The tears in your eyes. The tears that you cry, you gotta move on now. Let me wipe those tears from your eyes.
Tonight would be. The last night that we had our tea. That bloody tea. Which sent us into ecstasy. . Yesterday mother complained. Feelin' dizzy, all in pain.
In the dark she was so beautiful and white. Abigail was glowing like a diamond in the night. [J:] "I love you Miriam. . ...Oh my God... my stomach. ... That hurts... there it is again... oh what pain.
(Music and lyrics by King Diamond). In the moonlight. I see children searching for their souls. In the moonlight, can you hear them howling on the wind.
You could see the fire burn, you could see the colours turn. From black to no return. The night began to cry, rain from the sky. As the mansion died. .
My feelings are burning with fear. I know someones in here, I just cant see. . I silently follow the sound. Little footsteps are moving in the hall. With the candle still in my hand.
Curtains of back were inside the room. Shutting out the light, the light that always hurt his eyes. There was nothing bright in this entire mansion... no, no.
FOREWORD: You cannot make Puppets out of dead people's bodies, and then bring them to life for real. Even if you could, DON'T TRY!!! The following story is mostly written from the nightmares of a sick child. A sick child, who still can't find the Light. Me.].
Yesterday as I finished the last of the seven graves. I went to call McKenzie. I woke him up in the middle of the night. You should have heard me, surprise.
Mansion in Sorrow, mansion in the dark. Maybe tomorrow the Devil's mark. . The gates were locked from the inside. And Abigail was sure to die. Then Little One went straight through her body.