I hear the ringing
Of a disconnected phone
The child's laughter
But I'm alone
This empty house
Is a busy home
Scratch the flesh
Catch the eye
Deep in the bath
The drowning lie
So full of life
So soon to die
Within the walls
Bodies found
Screaming souls
They make no sound
The sound of hearts
Deep underground
Captured spirit
Never free
Tied to the home
They'll ever be
And before their death
Their eyes will see
I've come to kill
Those who killed me