There is a house of ancient stone
They say it’s a haunted place
‘Cause it’s been the grave of many a poor girl
And I heard them at night
Their cries traveled along on the gentle night breeze
It echoed off my walls
I made my way out to their half-sunken tomb
And crawled into darkness alone
Coffins of granite filled the walls
It smelled of somberness
Within the cold, a warm breath drew near
A whisper in my ear:
“Our lives cut so short, forgotten and lost
Shame is the reaper’s tool
A stranger’s name on our graves
Why must they chain us in place?”
Murky water oozed from the crypt’s ceiling
Like tears on stone cheeks, from eyes unseen by all
I stood in place on damp dirt floor
Soaked in our misery
Now I’m going back there everyday
Can’t undo what’s been done
Yes, I’m going back to spend my life
Beneath, beneath, the necrosol
credits
released October 25, 2023
Written, performed and made by Gigakoops and Nightmare Lyre
Interpolates the public domain work "House of the Rising Sun"
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