my forefathers' home
abandoned for almost three hundred years
hated by regular folk
a scorn bordering on the occult
dreadful legends are told
accounts of my family terrible deeds
stories of murder and repulsive ghouls
ominous witchcraft and horrendous lore
but during the night
during the night is when I hear...
rats... slithering rats behind the walls
beckon me down to greater horrors I've ever known
beneath the altar stone
down to a passage hidden from sight
the doorway to a netherworld
a twilit grotto of enormous height
strayed in darkness
while near the brink of a fathomless pit
where I hear them come, voices and yowls
a ravenous army devouring it all
god against thee and thy face
and may a death of woe be yours
evil and sorrow to thee and thine
and during the night
during the night is when I hear...
rats... slithering rats behind the walls
beckon me down to greater horrors I've ever known
swarming rats
swarming rats
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