There was once a house,
We dared not enter,
There once was a house,
In the lake's dead center.
There once was a tale,
That if you'd sleep,
Your body would become pale,
Your soul, She'd reep.
During the night,
Theres a chill in the air,
Makes your heart take flight,
Lets you know she is there.
And if you dare scream,
When you see her face,
She'll burst your every seam,
Your blood, She'll taste.
Don't you dare enter,
For your own sake,
that house in the dead center,
~The Lady Of The Lake~
