This house is cursed My dreams have died Replaced with somnabulism And infanticide The sealed loft above my room From wence the impending horror looms The violet light that heralds slumber The portal cast th rough angled lumber Walpurgis revels, hallow's night The beldame leads the demonic rites! And I am cursed, and ive gone mad For I am death and I am dead! The chittering speech of her rat familiar Fills my walking hours with cold dark shivers Nights drift by in vague abysses Cylopean monoliths and glowing prisms