bloodstains covered everything in the house

nobody knows what happened here, nobody knows...

the truth may be buried, but cannot be forgotten

for the truth is a curse, to the one who knows it...



only the mirror reflected the very beginning

but it can never show the truth or anything



but the scene it witnessed that windy night

happened in the summer's warm dying light

a cruel blade shone in the red moonlight

nobody heard the grevious cries

nobody did!



the smell of blood is the smell of death



nobody knows what happened here, nobody knows...

for now only the silence remains

after all the terror and pain

even the wind stopped blowing

the scream of 12 souls

I will never forget them

how they crowded before me

I suffer no weakness, I showed them no mercy