[Intro]
I know only what I hear
Silence, all I've come to fear
While sleeping, I dream of
A house where secrets bleed
Your echoes, I see them
The crutch on which I lean
[Verse 1]
Do I trust my gut feeling or perception?
Adhere to eerie intuition for direction?
Stripped of my sight, but I still got vision
I'll follow my calling, but all that I can do now is listen
A rope, a ticket, an apple, an axe
Something I dreamed, what does it mean?
Feels like all of the walls are closing in
And something is hunting for me
In echo bluff, you never trust your eyes
Because they're gonna deceive
Maybe hearing is enough
I wouldn't even wanna see
Doors squeaking, floors creaking, hear that hoarse breathing
Tormented ghosts around me, no more sleepin'
I'm followed by a faceless phantom in a cowl
If the ground on which I walk is hallowed, why's it smelling foul?
Am I bound to be another headcount upon the gallows
Every scream swallowed by the wind as the wicked winter howls
Unforgiven, unforgotten sins balanced with revenge
Listen to the memories' echoes and then you can repent
A fire burns, the house has woken
Evil stirs, got the embers stoking
Can this curse ever be broken?
Too bad the verdict's already spoken
Sunken secrets surface and now they're floatin'
Past and present become interwoven
Fear the presence, you can even hear the omens
Some doors are best left unopened
Some doors are best left unopened
I know only what I hear
Silence, all I've come to fear
While sleeping, I dream of
A house where secrets bleed
Your echoes, I see them
The crutch on which I lean
[Verse 1]
Do I trust my gut feeling or perception?
Adhere to eerie intuition for direction?
Stripped of my sight, but I still got vision
I'll follow my calling, but all that I can do now is listen
A rope, a ticket, an apple, an axe
Something I dreamed, what does it mean?
Feels like all of the walls are closing in
And something is hunting for me
In echo bluff, you never trust your eyes
Because they're gonna deceive
Maybe hearing is enough
I wouldn't even wanna see
Doors squeaking, floors creaking, hear that hoarse breathing
Tormented ghosts around me, no more sleepin'
I'm followed by a faceless phantom in a cowl
If the ground on which I walk is hallowed, why's it smelling foul?
Am I bound to be another headcount upon the gallows
Every scream swallowed by the wind as the wicked winter howls
Unforgiven, unforgotten sins balanced with revenge
Listen to the memories' echoes and then you can repent
A fire burns, the house has woken
Evil stirs, got the embers stoking
Can this curse ever be broken?
Too bad the verdict's already spoken
Sunken secrets surface and now they're floatin'
Past and present become interwoven
Fear the presence, you can even hear the omens
Some doors are best left unopened
Some doors are best left unopened
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