Creep through the halls not a sound is heard for pools of blood deafen the bird.
Oh wails oh woes will come when the sun does rise,
Who will have seen it who will see my sweet surprise,
I surmise it will be the followers due.
Silent House
Creep through the halls not a sound is heard for pools of blood deafen the bird.
Oh wails oh woes will come when the sun does rise,
Who will have seen it who will see my sweet surprise,
I surmise it will be the followers due.