On a dark and misty morning Despite several warnings I lay with a banshee In the house of horror The DJs were calling I ignored their voices I found a candle And burned the house down The wind played a requiem In the silent chamber, haunting The road to oblivion Begins outside my doorway If it is as one supposes That we don't live forever Then there are no terrors Waiting on the other side If hell is my own invention And heaven an illusion The like the first angel I have surely fallen The wind played a requiem In the silent chamber, haunting The road to oblivion Begins outside my doorway In a gothic misadventure I dined with the devil His mistress was serving And I was enjoying But some things are best left Smouldering and silent I found a candle And burned the house down