The guest...

Haunted fear surrounding the soul of the monster
Darkened desire fills the room with anger
Cold air consumes the emptiness of the wooden room
As the floor cracks into the spiralling family tree

The burning eyes that shudders you to a halt
The collapse of your body shuns your escape
The tilting head sends shivers down your spine
My dark soul, wakened thoughts, the guest stays up late...

Powerless to the one that guides me through
The mist is beginning to clear and gives me hope
Forgiveness should be in his sights and in his soul
His eyes are filled with sorrow but the tree still grows..

The burning eyes that shudders you to a halt
The collapse of your body shuns your escape
The tilting head sends shivers down your spine
His dark soul, wakened thoughts, the guest now sleeps...