Welcome to my home....
In this place,
I would hate to be left alone....
The front steps
Please try to avoid Mrs. Cott
This is where she was shot
She likes this place wallowing in sorrow
Always screaming and crying about tomorrow
Step around her
So we can continue on
Open my door
But not too wide
For right behind a beast does hide
He looks like a man but without any skin
Blood dripping stain my carpet again
Ignore him as he reaches for you
If he caught you, he wouldn't know what to do
There's the couch
Please do not sit
If you do, you'll fall into a bottomless pit
Falling into a world of darkness and dismay
Never getting death, no matter how much you pray
The floor I got
From a man named Mr. Jim
I needed help from him
It's so soft and cushioned
His face is next to the wall all angry and shund
This is a warning for what's in store
Do you know a place with skin upon the floor?
Here is the kitchen
That is Jack the rabbit, He's a nice little fellow
From his skeletal jaws screams do bellow
I jam out to his tunes as much as I can
I dunno where he came from, I think he used to be a man
But I enjoy his company with the green glowing eyes
Don't listen to him, for he only tells lies
This way is onto the bathroom
Don't look in the mirror for it will spell your doom
Inside there's a woman carving into herself
After all she's stuck and has nothing else
She is naked and that may entice
But gazing at her, I'd definately think twice
Just like on her body, it might scar you for life
I don't really know where she got that knife...
The shower here
Is a half torsoed woman gutting into her
Why she does so... It's all just a blur
Crying and crying all about
I turn on the shower to just drown her out
Though I might say and not in pitty
Her hair shines bright and is very pretty
In here is the bedroom
This is where I sleep watching a sight to be seen
Sometimes I think I am in a dream
These three with the masks of puppet faces
There real faces horribly mangled, so the masks is what replaces
They dance, in a beautiful sight
All three play out how they got in this plight
How each one was burned killed and strangled
That's how there faces got horribly mangled
They always put a smile on me
I watch them every night you see
But see that closet
I never ever go
In it the creature of the house would show
He is the beast we all fear
A skeletal creature with a decayed face of a deer
Red eyes and razor sharp teeth
Everywhere he goes a dark shadow beneath
We call him Grandpa and leave him alone
for what he's done will chill you to the bone
If you ever see him, he may carve into you
Remove your arms, legs and skin you just to name a few
But that head by the computer
I talk to him
His burning yellow eyes and razor smiling face
I call him grim
I always have to clean up the blood pouring from his eyes and mouth
He's got an accent like he came from the south
He's fun to talk to and is my friend
Well, I think the tour is at an end
This concludes the tour of my home
The place I welcome you
And a warning to whom ever may come alone
by: Michael Crum










