From the beginning, there was chaos,
Terrors were born here in this house
Footsteps approaching from the shadows.
Beyond the darkness of the night
Bodies in unmarked graves,
Rags in place of flesh
Tormented spirits rise,
The evil that haunts this ground
An apparition with dead eyes,
Summoned by nightmares of a child
Priest and ministers cannot breath,
Investigation turns bizarre
A hidden room full of dust,
Deep scratches on the doors
Lurking among the dead,
The evil that haunts this ground
An unseen force grabbing my hand,
Objects thrown about
Knocks on doors, bleeding statues,
Whispers in the hallway
Blood on my face, blood on my hands.
Rancid odor of filth
Blood on the door, blood on the bed.
Stains creeping down the walls
Souls of the damned poison to the ground
Creeping in my basement
Empty coffins, curtains of flesh,
Broken stain glass windows
Falling birds, twisted floor boards,
Creek with every step
Disturbing visions,
Destroy my faith for dauntless eternity
Wake up bound and gagged. The fireplace erupts
Picture frames fall down. This land is bewitched
Panic stricken but far too weak to run,
Stumbling through the hallway to get my gun
Time to feel the wrath of my disease,
You will have centuries to scream my name... in hell!
I survive in the darkest places of your mind
Cursed by the evil that haunts this ground