**BLA**
Twisting-turning-here no more,
The Devil's knocking at your door.
Abandoned house-lonely wind
The House of the Empty Sins
The grim reaper can't collect
For the flames are wailing and taking affect.
They try to run-but they can't hide.
For he had left us!-the old man cried.
Family and friend-here no more.
The Devil's knocking at your door
Abandoned city-silent rain
The House of the Rebirth-ed Cain
Burn-scald-roleplay and die
The city is crumbling and beginning to subside
Burnt and broken bodies-on the street
While the insomniacs and madmen run from the hellish heat
Blood and body-here no more,
The Devil's knocking at your door.
Abandoned country-wailing trees
The House Where the Dead Man Seeth
The land is broken in it's wake
The bits and pieces-is it's to take
As it walks-where the green turned black
The burning stopped-only the crumbling shack.
Twisting-turning-here no more,
The Devil's knocking at your door
Abandoned house-lonely winds
The House of the Empty Sins.
One, Two, Three, Four,
The Devil's knocking at your door
Scream, cry, run and encore.
The House of the Devil's Revenge
Rat-tat-tat.