The House of Macabre
I, a wretched nocturnal beast
Born from hellish beings
Call this place my eternal sanctuary
This forsaken, deathly fortress

Every room, there's a memory
Of my unfortunate past
Through every window, I look out
Wishing for another way

As if your biased god
Would ever lend me a try

All around there are muted colors
Forever damned to be shaded gray
Not a shed of hope arises
For anything within this castle

All I hear are screams of agony
And cries for blood racing in my mind
The blood within mе deoxygenates fastеr
And faster I fall
In this house of macabre
With seductive and eerie auras
I fall
I fall weak upon the floor

All who enter this domain
Are subject to mental self-torment
Anxiety runs through their veins
And I take their breath away with my eyes

They cannot help but stare at my eyes’
I know I am charming
But their god thinks otherwise
They do not see through my mask

One day a man came to the door
I bid his presence quite welcome
I thought for a moment I had a friend
But alas my monstrous instincts kicked in

I smelled his blood from the outside
It was all that I needed to feel aroused
There's no going back to normal
For my mind is wandering

Omni-directional and evil
All I desire is some fucking company
But it's my thirst over friends
So I waited for him to retire to his room
The other souls I have taken away
They all surround me
Surround me ever so gracefully
But I know it is not the same
As what I once had before
When life actually meant something

They attempt to seduce me
And I am half satisfied
Only because I know
That it’s the same fucking routine
One of them reaches for a kiss
And I accept the offer kindly
But the gesture is bland and dull
Nothing but chapped lips
And a pitiful excuse for love

And the guest is half awake
He must have been startled
By the ones who I thought
Would be my dear friends

He awakes from a nightmare
Induced by my mistresses
And I enter with fangs at the ready
And I have a glass of his sweet
Ever so sweet red wine