The house beyond the graveyard is no place to stay the night, For once its ancient doors creak shut, there's no escape in sight — The old house looks deserted, abandoned and forsaken, But every night, as darkness falls, its residents awaken — Shadows roam the cobwebbed halls and whispers fill the rooms, And in the cold crypts far below, the dead rise from their tombs — So if you dare to venture there, leave long before night falls, Lest you join the restless ghosts that haunt its shadowed halls —Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
