This is the end, my only friend, of our elaborate plans. The end. DeFeo heard voices, demons telling him to do evil things. Persuading his mind to do their biddings. He couldn't get them to stop.
Ride the snake, ride the snake. To the lake. The ancient lake. Rumors spread around town there was an ancient Indian burial ground on the property. The property sitting next to the lake.
The killer awoke before dawn. He put his boots on. He took a face from the ancient gallery. He let them in. The demons. He let them take over his soul. He was no longer in control as he looked in the mirror and saw his skin wasn't his anymore.
And he walked on down the hall. He went into the room where his sister lived, and then he paid a visit to his brother, one by one he paid them all a visit. All his brothers and his sisters. Never to see their eyes again. And then he walked on down the hall.
And he came a to a door, and he looked inside.
Father?
Yes son?
I want to kill you.
Gone in an instant.
Mother...I want to murder you.
Shot in the head
Come on baby take a chance with us, and meet me at the back of the blue bus. It was done. He did what they asked. His soul was theirs to keep. Away on the blue bus he went.
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill. That's what they told me to do. He told the cops. This is the end. That was his plea
The end of laughter and soft lies. The end of nights we tried to die. The children's laughter still echoes in the empty halls. They can still be seen. But it's not really them is it. Not according to the Warrens. The spirits of the Amityville House are not human. But they will try to take you. On the blue bus. Because the driver of the blue bus only has one destination. The End.
Jim Morrison claimed to be in touch with the afterlife of the Native Americans. He claimed to have predicted EDM. But did he predict Amityville Horror?
-The Doors
