The House That Kept A Secret
In a quaint, little town
A quaint, little house
Sits lonley on the hillside
With dark windowpanes
And a creaky staircase
A testament to forgotten time
The drapes are torn
The floors are worn
Surely no splendor to find
In a quaint, little town
In a quaint, little house
What secrets lay inside?
The rush of rain
A thunderous boom
A short, sharp lightning strike
An eerie fog
A story untold
A scream tears through the night
In a quaint, little town
In a quiant, little house
Is where my soul resides
For in this house
On this night
Long ago
I died