• Sing with me now, a song of dread
    With all the monsters under your bed.
    The picture is crystal clear
    Instead of peace we dwell in fear.

    Shadows racing down the halls
    See their reflections on the walls.
    A single candle burns a flame
    For those who lived and died in shame

    A heart of love, but a mind of hate.
    She fell into a horrid fate.
    Screaming, scratching at the door
    Wishing she could be something more.

    A raven cries to her lonely soul.
    All that's left is the candle's glow.
    Darkness appears before her eyes
    As she remembers all the lies.

    She feels the scar that the fire gave.
    Remembering when she was so brave
    Turning away from all she knew
    She can't recall what words were true.

    She tries to burn away the night
    Only using the candle's light
    Swallowed by hate and twisted by fear
    She releases her final tear.