Your house is a historical landmark
That’s been passed down from
Generation to generation but little
Did you know this gift you were
About to inherit would cause
Great chaos and devastation..
Your ancestors are getting
Restless now longing for some
Company in that big, big castle
Over-looking the north pacific sea
On the edge of widow's hill
Over-looking a dark raging sea..
Well now and your son and
Daughter’s oui ja board is talking
back without hands speaking of
things the departed ones can
understand, then the gate keeper
speaks of the others saying I am
here with the father of your fathers
mother, the one who sold his soul
for the sake of a lasting dynasty
but now your curiosity has the
better of you and now you seek an
audience for a séance in a cold, icy
room over-looking the sea, in the
shadow of candlelight 13 GHOSTS
will torment you tonight if you don't
die from fright before dawn's early
morning light, still you will never be
the same sane person again living
in this haunted castle of 13 GHOSTS
there is no limit to their evil…no limit
to their sin...
they'll do whatever it takes to get you
to join them forever in this big, big gloomy
castle over-looking a dark and raging sea
where pain, suffering and death is it's only
legacy!
- Author: moontigerntn ( Offline)
- Published: January 12th, 2017 20:55
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 35
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