Lost In My Own Little Dance

Walking in the Moonlight at a Midnight Hour

I came up to a manson filled with dread and Horror

While walking up to the manson I knocked on the Door

While knocking on the door one more time 

The door opened by itself

I was thinking maybe i shouldent go in their

But something was telling me to go inside of the house

It was like an empty hallway full of nothing but screms and crys

I still try to hold myself togeather after what happened in the house

After a while, When i went back home to my mother and father

I was in my room shaking back and fourth crying in agony

For Feeling the pain that i felt back then

Cant compare to the pain i feel to the persent

The past, present, and the future i pray that all souls

Who have died Will finnaly be able to rest in Peace.