In my heart,
it stays always dark,
in my mind,

all thoughts like hideous shapes
Don't you hear the rats,
feasting on the stones,

vermin everywhere,
can hear them in the walls
My ears can reach the sky,

the very depths of hell,
my eyes dry out in pain,
a glimpse at daylight kills

Young Philip don't you stay,
Madeline is very sick,
recall her how she was,

Leave now and don't look back

Don't look back


Is this her
In her grave

bursting wood
insane screams


Where is she
barefooted steps
on frozen floor

rushing up

No, it can't be

My mind is shutting down
Oh Lord, God heaven's No
Impossible

No way
Go away
Go away, Madelaine


Don't you hear her voice,
calling out my name

longing for my blood,
behind that very door