Ruin

Ruined castle on the hill

Walk inside you will get a thrill

The light casts an unearthly glow

Then you find out what the locals know

Don't go in after dusk unless you need to

Because the spirits want someone to cling to

Playing games on oakwood floors

Slamming shut toughened doors

You are the sacrifice they chose

You being there no-one knows

The locals realize your fate

You are nothing but bait

For their little hamlet to be left alone

You really should have stayed at home

Now to the underworld you will travel

A missing person case that will unravel

A devils nest you are in

Now your life is consigned to the bin.