I知 the cobwebbed stairs, the ancient bones I知 the shadow rippling cobblestones, I知 the stagnant swamp, the black lagoon I知 the branches scratching at the moon I知 the funeral service, the unknown mourner I知 the demon cowering in the corner I知 the sexton痴 spade, the new thrown clay I知 what痴 left when they walk away I知 the ebony coffin, satin lining Pale thin lips in the back room dying Pale thin lips in the back room dying I知 the walking dead, the fly by night I知 the last of the fading light In the unbarred door, the open encasement I知 the stairs leading down to the basement The four post bed, the let down hair I知 the cross that you forgot to wear I知 the highest voltage, the shining slab The crack of midnight in the doctor痴 lab I知 the night before, the morning after Echoing of the baron痴 laughter Echoing of the baron痴 laughter I知 Jonathan Harker, I知 Lucy痴 trance Elegant count痴 hypnotic glance I知 the wooden mallet, the sharpened stake I知 the precautions you forgot to take I知 the mummy痴 curse, the passing bell I知 the fortune they wouldn稚 tell I知 pyromania, Transylvania I知 out of breath, I知 worse than death I知 the late night air, exhilarating I知 with you in the darkness, waiting
