We're sitting by ourselves 
The cabin is fun as Hell 
But we don't notice the shadow 
The kitchen knife is missing 
The trees outside are hissing 
Trying to warn us, but they can't 
 
One disappears  
And it doesn't seem clear 
Until we find her hanging 
The phones are dead 
A hint from the dread  
Is it me or is that figure strangling? 
 
Locked wooden doors 
Hearing footsteps on the floors 
Try not to breathe, but I can't 
Suddenly all is quiet 
Maybe I should fight it 
Turning the knob, a fatal mistake 
 
The axe came down with a slash 
All I saw was flash 
And now lonely nothing 
It's kind of weird 
How things appear 
When you come to visit 
At the Horror Lake Inn  |