The House of Dark
(c)2004, David Van Camp, LeRhay
(verse)
Bare taunting fingers of icy cold
Beckon in the wind
Up on a hill it sits alone
stone cold, a frightening face
(chorus)
No one ever goes up there
To the House of Dark
Everyone is much too scared
To go up to the House of Dark
Don't go up to the House of Dark
(verse)
Evil things, I’m told, happen up there
Strange goings on
Up on the hill it sits and stares
Like death’s lair, so out of place
(repeat chorus)
No one ever goes up there
To the House of Dark
Everyone is much too scared
To go up to the House of Dark
Don't go up to the House of Dark
(bridge)
They say there once lived a fair young maiden
Who was much adored
She disappeared one stormy evening
At the hand of her vicious lord
(verse)
Now they tell me she wanders yet
In local folklore
Down on the rocks were she met death
Bloody red, she still cries in pain
(repeat chorus)
No one ever goes up there
To the House of Dark
Everyone is much too scared
To go up to the House of Dark
Don't go up to the House of Dark
